? I?ll even allow you to use themaster bedroom, just as long as you change the sheets and tidy up before yourmother gets home; I?m not sure how she?ll...react to crumpled bed linen.? Hegrinned. I stood there shaking my headwondering how I had got sucked into this. ?One minute I had the moral high ground and thenext, I was trying desperately to dig myself out of a hole.? Like a rabbit caught in the headlights of anon coming car. Daddy?s car? Then he asked, ?You sayingthis isn?t about your. Then licked it. I moaned with such pleasure. She then takes my whole cock in her mouth and starts sucking it. She choked a little bit as she took the whole cock like a little slutty champ. I grabbed the hair in the back her head and start pushing her down my cock as far I can. She chokes a little more. Oh, it felt so good. She started to cry a little, a tear ran down her cheek. I asked if she wanted me to stop, she looked up at me and said, "No, please. I want to make you cum." "Do you?", I. We eventually started to sext as well. We talked almost every day about anything and everything. We learned about each other's likes and dislikes. What our jobs were, friends, family and even hobbies. It was just like dating except I didn’t get to kiss her goodnight or give her a hug. I had never even heard her voice yet except in my mind. It was something I longed to do.By chance in one of our daily chats, she’d mentioned she was coming through my town and I said if she was interested we could. Thank you, Ma’am.” Yes, it still hurt. But at the same time, it felt sort of good. “Smack!” “Seventeen. Thank you, Ma’am.” I took a deep breath. Only three more to go. They didn’t seem to hurt nearly as much, and they were starting to feel even better in a very weird sort of way. I could get through this easily. “Smack!” “Eighteen. Thank you, Ma’am.” “Smack!” “Nineteen. Thank you, Ma’am.” Tracy softly rubbed my flaming ass. “On this last blow, worm,” she said softly, “you may cum.” I may what?!.