Jen turned me around to wash my back, and I felt her slender fingers work in-between the cheeks of my ass, slowly probing a soapy fingertip into my sp...incter. Her invasion caused a noticeable spasm pleasurable, which Jen must have felt it too.“Does that feel good, baby? When I massage that tense little asshole of yours?” Her questions were toned in a provocative whisper, as she prodded.Jen slipped her middle finger past my defenseless hole, curling it around to stimulate my prostrate. Her free. " He pulled off her while she was still on the edge. It took her a few minutes to catch her breath, but she was glad he had stopped. She wanted this heightened, manic arousal to go on forever. He stood, held out his hands to her, and pulled her to sitting position. He remained standing, his cock tantalizingly in front of her face. As she took him in, he was less careful this time, gently fucking her mouth and murmuring, "Sweet mouth. Suck it, honey." Daddy caressed her cheek as she sucked and. After I graduated, I got a job with the same oil company my dad had worked for. My job was to analyze the data they collected from the exploration process and make sense of it. They sent me to a one-week assembly language programming class at IBM followed some time later by another class in FORTRAN. With my math background it was fairly easy for me to pick it up.There was one other thing that was always a big part in my life. My dad's older brother - the one I was named after - owned a jazz. She stared at me, breathing heavily, the wildest look in her eyes. Both of her hands came to my breasts, squeezing them, rubbing them. My nipples both became hard instantly to her touch. She licked her lips, brought her head down and sucked my nipple into her mouth. My nipples ached and my moans became deeper. Mel sucked my nipple, pulling it softly with her teeth; I thought I was going to pass out from the excitement of it. “Mel,” I whispered, “Please don’t stop.” She looked up at me.