'I’m in my last year of high school and you want to drag me off to some third world country? No way!”'Frankie, be reasonable. What are we supposed...to do? Dad has to take this job or he’ll lose all his seniority.' She ran her hand through my hair, but I pulled away from her. I wasn’t going to make this easy on anybody.After the holidays I went back to school. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than how terrible life was about to become. When I bumped into cousin Eileen I told her what was. I had learned a technique that I used while eating her, of slipping my middle two fingers, palm up, under my chin and into her pussy.Then I curled those fingers up to rub her g-spot while my tongue licked at her slit or moved up to lick her clit. My outside fingers were used to keep her pussy spread open while I happily munched away. This technique of my tongue and my fingers always drove Gina wild and this time was no different. "Yes! Oh, fuck, Daddy Yes! Lick my little girl pussy! Oh, right. Five minutes later, my change bank in my pocket and three deliveries balanced on one arm, I was out on my first run.Becca and I saw each other only three times in the next four hours. The actual rush, died at three, but Randy was the type who sent people home at the least slow down. Many is the time we got caught short handed because of it. When I finally came in the door and didn't find an order ready and waiting, it was almost ten. Randy and 80% of the inside staff were gone. Rebecca was back. I wrapped my arms about her and ran my fingers through her hair, caressing her head and drawing her face to mine. She put both her hands in my hair and began giving me a very welcoming kiss. We made out for awhile with my prick growing harder under her fine ass. She was grinding it and every once in a while she stopped kissing me and just laughed with glee. I joined her. "We need to get that hard thing out for me to see Peter. I need it bad tonight." That was easy. I picked her up, set her down.