Not yet, I gasped, breaking off our kiss. I dont feel ready for that yet. I kissed him again, almost apologetic for exciting him. Theres something el...e I can do for you though. He looked confused. Has anyone given you a blow job before? I asked. No, he said. Never. Would you like me to? I asked him. I almost regretted the question the moment it left my lips. I felt so embarrassed the moment Id asked the question, but I neednt have been. He responded by tugging at his shorts, trying to. If Doris didn't like it then she could file and at least then I wouldn't get stuck with court costs and her attorney fees. I left the attorney's office determined to find a reasonable apartment close to work and move on with my life."Good morning. Thank you for calling Benton and Associates. How may I direct your call?" Dorie? This is Steph." Hi Steph. What's up?" Is every thing okay with you and Frank?" Why do you ask?" You know I work in the Marston Building right? This morning I saw Frank. I knew what I was going to do, but I wanted a buildup for her. I wanted to see her cum better than ever before. My tongue replaced my hand as I did the same as my fingers had just done. Starting at the bottom and circling until I gently nibbled at her nipple. I took it in my mouth and sucked on her breast as my tongue flickered on her nipple.Kristen was now moaning loudly, raising her hips and squeezing her legs together. I was fairly sure she was expecting me to finger her like she did. She was ?Daddy?s Little Girl? and whatever she asked for, she got. For sixteen years, she was a princess who could do no wrong. However, as she inched closer and closer to her eighteenth birthday, she became a wild child.Her change in behavior was not a sudden one, like some of today?s Pop Divas. It was gradual, but noticeable to all, including her father. At first, he merely paid to have her antics swept under the rug. First, it was a fight at school with a girl who lived in the ghetto..