I could tell my daughter had a crush on him, but she did that with a lot of the boys that came around as friends of her older brother, so it wasn't ne...sworthy. He definitely played into her obvious affections, flirting back to her. I spoke with her about not doing anything stupid because it could make me force him to move out. I don't think she believed me. One night, I came downstairs to get a drink, and heard the TV on. Jenny, my 17 year old daughter, was sitting on the couch next to Tony,. You smack the head of my dick on those sweet juicy lips of yours and tell me "I want all of this cock"You wipe some more of your pussy juice on your lips then open your mouth and slowly slide my dick in.You take your time, letting your lips stretch and slide down the shaft.To tease me you get halfway down and pull your head back, your mouth is filled with drool, you let it run out of your mouth allover my cock.You squeeze the base again, lick your lips and smack my sloppy wet dick on them, it. ., I have that other meeting to get to."On the elevator ride to the lobby I was sure people would look at me differently. But they didn't. I was sure I wasn't the only one to smell the sex that was wetting the crotch of my panties. But no one seemed to.I may have been new at being a whore but I wasn't new to going home after sex. Mom and Dad never suspected how many times I'd come home from a date with cum wetting my pussy lips and the crotch of my panties. I used the lessons I'd learned then. I climbed out of bed and marveled at how refreshed I felt. I recalled the beating I had taken the night before, in the banya, and realized the benefits that had come from that experience. I quickly dressed and walked out to the edge of town to see what surprises the morning would bring.I was pleased to see a weathered old farmer, his knee length rubber boots plodding across the ground, leading his cows out to the fields to graze. The sun was still low on the horizon and I heard a few birds.