I slowly look up and he is looking down on me. I timidly raise my face and lick my lips. I want to kiss my father again, but not sure how he will reac... this time. I need to take a gamble. I pull his head towards me and I smile when our lips touch. My heart is fluttering with anticipation. Our lips simply rest on one another. Touching and yet not touching. His ragged breath is on my face and I rejoice every second of it. I slowly open my lips and slide my tongue into his slightly parted lips. My. None of the girls involved went to school until Thursday. Because of the hostile atmosphere, they could justify not going to class but they had to take their final exams or take the consequences of losing that portion of their grades. Of course, the three seniors in the group were excluded because they'd taken their finals before the whole thing happened.Ronnie came down on the principal like a tornado and Thursday morning, the nine high school girls who had been abducted and had not taken. Your hair is so thick I have to pull it apart and really get it wet - so that all of it is deeply wet -- but I massager your scalp as I do so -- kissing your forehead also -- mmm your eyes are closed keeping the spray of water out but your hands are on my chest -- steadying yourself -- you feel the broadness of my chest - as you run your fingertips in the fur that covers my chest -- I know that you are also enjoying this on another level too because your take one leg and wrap it around the back. “I thought you would. I stole them out of Stacia’s drawer,” Faison admitted referring to his slightly older cousin that also lived with his grandmother during the week for the school arrangement.“Good boi!”Big squeezed and spanked Faison’s juicy booty while the sissy bottom kneaded the grown man dick. Soon Faison had maneuvered under the covers so he was sucking on the eight inch pole. Faison had become quite the expert in fellatio since they began fucking 18 months prior. This was the day of.