Oh Father that night I explored my body in the in my bed and with trembling fevered hands I found this spot. “Show me what you did, you little slut!...I must know the depth of your depravity before you can be shriven,” he said. I watched his hand begin to move faster, his other hand moving below, manipulating the heavy mass of his testicles, stroking the insides of his thighs. “Can you see me, father?” I asked as I lifted my petticoats above my hips. I spread my thin legs wider to let him see me. I may have been a nonagenarian, but I still knew about caller id and programmable ring tones. Granted, my experience was mostly second and third hand."Hi Kelli, what are you doing for the Fourth of July?" You're calling to ask for a date a month in advance? This isn't what I expected when you said you'd call later in the week," she said with 'tease' dripping from every syllable."No, I'll probably give you a call tomorrow afternoon to ask about the coming weekend, or next week, but in the. It wasn't long before I felt my balls tighten and I gripped the seat with one hand and rest my other hand on Gracy's head which encouraged her to take the entire length which immediately I came into her waiting mouth. As I was cumming the overwhelming pleasure made my blackout for a moment but Gracy just kept on milking my taking every last drop of my seed. It was also her first time giving anyone a blowjob. Her ex boyfriend told her and showed her porn on how to give a blowjob and tried to. She saw two of her fingers slide into her vagina. “Well,” she thought, “I could just please myself.” She wasn’t in the mood for more self-stimulation that night, however. Yet on a whim she thought that perhaps she could get an out call massage. She could just get a regular one, nothing fancy, with a masseuse. There were probably out calls available. Em kept her left hand in her pussy and with her right hand opened the draw in the bedside table and pulled out the yellow pages. She found the.