I asked her why she was worried about a report and she pulled out three citations from her glove compartment saying her car did not meet the standards...I told her not to worry because it didn't meet any standard now. She had a busted radiator and her car would need to be towed. That's when I got a good look at her face. She wore no makeup but she was beautiful except for the tears that had started to flow. She had an accent that was southern and it was so different to hear her talk. She told me. "God, mom, you're no help at all."We went back through the drug store, the car was parked back in the alley parking lot. Mom stopped ... I stopped. She shooed me, "Huh?" Keep going, kid. I need to chat with the pharmacist."So ... I sat in the car and watched mom gesture and exclaim ... there's no way mom could talk with no hands. Finally, the man in the white coat nodded and mom came out and asked me The Big Question. The question that a lot of girls my age don't want to answer ... truthfully. Lucifer took his warm throbbing cock into his hands.Lucifer: Open wide baby doll, because this is for you.Merrick opened her mouth and he slowly pushed his dick into her mouth, then into her throat, Merrick was already gagging but the sound exited Lucifer, as did the way that her throat tightened. He pushed even deeper, he fully fucked her throat. Tears ran down Merrick's cheeks, and her throat hurt from gagging and from her father's cock down her throat. She felt as if she was going to vomit.. I met her at a local bar in a seedy end of town. I grabbed us a booth out of the way in the corner. She showed up in a white leather jacket a pair of skin tight yoga pants and high heel boots that came up to her knee.We could both feel the physical attraction between us. Our eyes locked a couple of times and her body language was open and inviting."Why don't you put your feet on my lap so I can remove your boots" I requested. She looked surprised but did as I asked. "That's quite the shit.