Everything ... she had ... and as his lingual muscle penetrated deeper, she grunted, moving her head and shoulders back a bit towards her knees, sprea...ing her cheeks apart just a bit further as she did so. ‘Oh ... damn O’keefe ... you are a good little fucker aren’t you...” she groaned as he buried his tongue deep. After a long minute or two of giving up her pink pucker to his mouth, he stopped, and holding his re-hardened prick at her tight entrance, slowly moved the head forward, trying to. "John felt the excitement rise within him as he thought he would be able to kiss her as she lay in bed. She would be in a nightdress and he would be able, as he embraced her, to feel her young body against his. Who knows, he thought, I might even kiss her luscious young titties too. The idea grew in his mind as he waited for his daughter to undress and she was scarcely in bed before he was knocking at her door, and entering the room."Ah, you're in bed. Well," he added as he moved to her. “If I ask you a question, do you promise not to get mad and storm out of here?”One of her eyebrows rose.“Okay,” she said.“Will there be any ... um ... nude shots?”I was surprised by how calmly she took that question.“That’s not on the list of recommended photos.”“Curses,” I said, hamming it up. I grinned, hoping she’d assume I’d been trying to push her buttons. “What the heck,” I said. “Sure.”Then she did smile and blushed at the same time. She was obviously excited about this and even if the. There were a few 18-wheelers stopped for the night in the back parking lot and a couple cars in front with people asleep in the seats, otherwise the place was desserted and quiet. I got out of the car and walked over to a picnic table to have a smoke (even though both my uncle and "Jean" smoked, smoking was forbidden in the car--"it affects the trade-in value" my uncle always said). I was about half through with my ciagarette when "Jean" came over to the table. She took my cigarette and.