"Well little girl, like it or lump it, you're stuck. Your mom and I have a court ordered deal. Somebody's got to try and knock a little sense into you... fat head." Why? Just because I like nice things," she yelled. "Wake up daddy, we live in America. We're almost in the twenty-first century. I'm missing my riding lessons because of this."My palm was within six inches of Patty's cheek before I finally brought it under control."Hit me daddy, c'mon, hit me," she screamed, spittle flying from her. This parts kinda lame and... no, too mundane, let's see..."She was turning page after page, until finally releasing a deep breath, she exclaimed, "Whew! I think... yes pay dirt."Dear Diary, this evening we did it again. Well, this time Julie allowed me to take the lead after warming me up as it were. I gotta tell ya I found the taste of another woman exhilarating!"Oh yeah!" I exclaimed I remember this part. I ran my hand down my belly and spread my fingers apart, poised to enter my temple of. Surely they would be back before school started. Mom just claimed she wanted me to be prepared for cool nights. The day of the big trip I begged and pleaded not to go. I didn’t know this man; I had met him five times in my life. And I could only honestly remember one of them. And I didn’t like him at the time either, his girlfriend (god knows how many he’s gone through) wore too much make up and too much perfume and I swear to god didn’t know that clothing came in sizes that would fit. . Although the light is still dim, you can see a glisten off of the wetness you’ve already made me produce. You lean your head into my thighs, licking and kissing them as you go, I can feel you spelling words into my skin with your tongue… closer and closer you get to my pussy… I feel you lick the crease where my leg joins it… you brush your lips over my slit, but with very little pressure… I arch my back, wanting more. Gently you pull my lips apart, and instinctually you lean in to lick my.