DON’T STOP…..AHHHH….HMMMMMI slowing moved my head towards her thigh and started liking her inner thigh. This was making her mad…I slowly moved...towards her love hole and inserted my tongue inside…slowing stroking her G spot with the tip of my tongue…her pussy was overflowing with her juices…I was liking her very fast with my fingers going in and out of her love hole and her arse…she was shouting in pleasure and was pushing my head deep inside her hole…she was pulling my hair apart and was. Fred and I just stood there watching him bounce from display to display before Fred offered, “John, why don’t you let David and me help you pick out your tuxedo?”John thought about those words and just hung his head as if he was defeated. I walked over to him, put my arm around his shoulders and offered my assistance. The salesperson, while friendly really had no clue on picking tuxedo coats which were a surprise since the whole store is built on high-end clothing. “John let’s start with the. – ‘It must have changed your whole relationship.’ I said. Christina smiled sadly. ‘No, Norm. It didn’t. Reem blames me. If I had let her do what she wanted, our parents wouldn’t have caught her. She would never have been forced to marry that asshole, and … and so on. All my fault. To make matters worse, Reem still has no common sense where men are concerned. She’ll fuck anyone who pays her a compliment. Not at my house – because I won’t let her bring men home. But she goes out, and stays out. . I waited and listened as daddy started his movie, grabbed another beer and continued to laugh, cough and change tapes. I decided to wait until after his next trip to the bathroom to make my move. Daddy went often when he drank and like clockwork he made his way to the bathroom.I was suddenly filled with fear that he would see my door slightly cracked and my whole efforts would be ruined for yet another night. I peered through the crack and watched him walk by, completely naked. He went in and.