Leaning down she licked the top of my right breast and then sprinkled salt on it, placing a lime on my left breast, setting me up like a feast.Arching...my back forward to give her better access, I felt her hot wet lips and tongue trail all over my breast, licking up the sprinkled salt before she rooted deep into my cleavage to take her shot. Seeing just a drop of the tequila slide down her jaw and then her throat, I waited until she got her lime slice in her mouth and then I leaned forward to. The taste was exquisite.Hearing no protests from her lips (just the sloppy sucking and slurping as she sucked my prick), I decided to push ahead. I thrust my tongue past the tight ring of her anus, pressing deep inside the tightness of her bottom. While I tongue-fucked her pretty little rosebud, my hands were kneading her round ass, spreading her cheeks so I could bury my tongue even deeper in her behind.I may not have known it at the time, but I had just discovered my new passion. The taste. "I love you and that's all that matters. There's nothing wrong." She responded dutifully as he kissed her again. She wanted him to badly, but her conscience still fought her desire. Her thoughts turned to Martin and what had happened five nights ago in the back seat of his sleek convertible. She remembered the pleasure of his kisses, the excitement of his organ as it slipped inside her, hurting her. She could not forget the degradation he had submitted her to, but somehow the thought still. Get your tongue as deep into me as you can. Oh, God, that feels fantastic! Dad, I'm going to come!" As she said that, I pushed her cunt away from my mouth. "Dad", she wailed, "what are you doing, don't stop, don't stop!" I flipped her over on her back and spread her legs as wide as I could. "You wanted me," I growled, "now you're going to have me." I planted my face back against her cunt, and put her legs over my shoulders, and began to eat her cunt like a starving man. I licked up each lip.