"Do it, shave me."No time like the present, I thought and leaving his hirsute base alone, I focussed my attention on his shaft and glans, licking and ...ucking until I quickly had his cock spit wet but clean of any sperm. "Be right back," I said, turning to fetch razor and tweezers before settling down at his side, my face level with his prodigious penis and sperm loaded testicles. "Now what would Sir like?" I asked, affecting an aristocratic tone."Foam?" I've got something better," I told him,. Mr. Johnson was in awe. It was hard to break away and stop his staring at her slit. He had to do it, it was now or never he thought. Slowly he leans forward softly smelling her scent. Savoring the smell wafting out of her virgin pussy. His tongue snaking out of his mouth, he couldn't resist tasting her. Delicately he ran his tongue over her clit, and up the entire length of her pure slit. "MR. JOHNSON, what are you doing This is not...". "Quiet" He snapped at her. "You will remain silent until. Having sex with my dad was by far the kinkiest thing I ever did in my life, and from the moans I was hearing, it sounded like he had his sister blowing him again. None of the other guys I blew moaned like that. He had his hands on my head again, but didn't put pressure on it though. I guess he didn't wanna push me too far, too fast, but that didn't matter too much. He began moaning a little loudly and moved around frantically as well.“Oh fuck yes, sweetie, now you are gonna make you dad cum!”. "She'd tried talking me out of the classroom from the moment I met her. I had a little money I inherited from an uncle and she wanted to parlay that into a fortune in the stock market, while she drove toward a vice presidency. She had visions of me doing the same thing and couldn't understand that I loved my job. She got tired of trying to talk sense into my stony brain and finally gave me an ultimatum. By then I was pretty sure it had all been a mistake from the beginning. But you can't talk.