Now."I felt the warmth of a deep blush on my cheeks. "Oh my dear professor,please help yourself. How can this poor librarian resist?" After a quickpa...se, I added, "June, I've not been with a woman, in that way . . .before . . . you see, in that way, I'm still . . ." and my voice faded,terrified that I had just ruined everything.June answered softly, "It's alright, Barbara. I figured as much fromour conversation over dessert. Let me lead, darling." Then, as ifreading my mind, she added, "It's. (Yeah, I know it’s an old-fashioned idea, and she doesn’t get it from her parents, but wedon’t discourage her either.) All this to one side; my bladder pressure was so extreme, Iwas about to pull over and pee in the sink, or possibly the tub,right in front of my not-so-innocent young daughter, when shestopped me. “Oh Daddy!” she sighed in disgust at me for notthinking of what was obvious (to her). “Come here.” My eyebrows went up, but I did go. She took him in her mouth slowly, taking him halfway down the first few times, using her tongue to good effect. He squirmed when she did this. She smiled around the cock buried in her mouth. She’d have to employ certain tactics to get him off rather quickly. It was getting colder by the minute, the only warmth coming from what was in her mouth, and what she was feeling in between her legs. She took him all the way on the next attempt, her throat constricting around the invader. She gagged but. ” “Aahhhh!” she screamed out, at the top of her lungs. I withdrew my rod, leaving just the head pushing against her tight little hole, and rammed it in again with a deep groan. Danielle’s head was thrown back, eyes shut tight, her beautiful pouty lips open wide as she screamed. “Ugh… yes, yessss…” she moaned as I drilled my hard cock deep inside her, “ohhh fuck me!” I leaned forward against her legs, pushing them back with my body, and slid my hands down to her hips as I started pounding the my.