We seemed to hit it off from the start. He was a nice-looking African boy, just turned sixteen, with very dark skin.I could see that he admired my sle...der figure, as his eyes would rove up and down my body all the time. I really liked to be admired by any man, but to be admired by a young black guy was a unique compliment that made my pulse race every time I saw him. I felt that I knew what he was thinking and I surely was having some very erotic thoughts about him. My fantasy was developing. Candy felt a shock go through her as her father's exposed dick touched her hand. She had gotten used to being sluttier and sluttier under Alistair's direction but this reminded her that it was her father she was seducing. She didn't know what to do, so she followed her instinct and continued to stroke and tease her father's dick. She felt the wetness of his pre-cum smear across her hand, and she giggled, lifted her hand to her mouth, and licked her father's cock juices off her fingers while. Then I slowly pushed her shorts down to about halfway down her thighs and pushed her forward a bit. She pushed her ass towards me and the smell of our sex filled the air. I rubbed my dick across her slit a couple times to get it wet then plunged it all the way in. I slipped in right away because she was so wet from her orgasm and as my balls smacked against her legs her pussy clenched down on me. I pulled out and thrust in again starting to build up a rhythm. She pushed back against me on. She reached forward and tugged at my shirt as her body started to shake, “YESSS!” she cried as I felt her warm musky juices hit my face and in her frenzy she had pulled off my shirt, my cock was straining inside my shorts as I lapped up her sweet cum.I stood up in front of her, her eyes directly studying the tentpole that confronted her, she sat upright as she processed what she was looking at, “Wow Sir”, she said with a soft smile, I reached into the waistband of my shorts and slowly pulled.