Lynne removed that strap-on while I got on the floor. She moved down and straddled over my face. She put her asshole inches over my mouth. “Okay, ba...y, I want you to lick my asshole!” she ordered.“Yes master. I would love to lick your asshole,” I said, then stuck out my tongue.Lynne lowered her ass to my tongue. “Lick it!”I ran my tongue all around her sweet asshole. “Mmmm, feels good, my fuck toy,” she moaned.I continued to lick all around her asshole for a few minutes. Lynne got up off my. She also told me to pick her up at 5 pm at a friend’s house where she was going to get ready for the occasion.The next day, I finished my last class at 4 pm, went to the parking lot and drove my car to the address Natalia had given me. I arrived there, called her on her cell phone, and she said she would be outside in a few minutes. Five minutes passed, and the door of the house opened. She looked stunning. She was wearing a tight strapless fuchsia dress that accentuated her curves. She had all. And the conversation eventually got around to what Eve O’Malley was planning to do with the baby I’d impregnated her with.“I have room here,” said Eve, somewhat flippantly. “I can turn the spare room into a nursery.”“So you’re keeping it?” Val’s voice sounded tense. I couldn’t tell what her preference about this was. I don’t know if Eve could detect it or not. It was up in the air.“Yes,” said Eve, carefully. “I always planned to raise this child.”Val may have been hormonal, because she had. Her fingers accidentally touched the hot burning stove. Her father quickly went to her side and grabbed her fingers. She then raised her fingers to his mouth and begged her father to put them into his mouth. Brittany suppressed a grin when her father closed his lips around the fingers. She felt as gush of juices pouring out from her pussy. She also knew that her cheeks were burning. He sucked and suckled the fingers. Her father really took his time and by the time he pulled them out, she was.