She didn't know what she had expected, but this wasn't it. She liked this flavor, it wasn't at all the bad taste she had anticipated. Encouraged, she ...ucked in a bit more of her father's squishy prick.John lounged back on her bed, relaxing under her tentative but sexy mouthings. He let her play with his prick awhile, finding her obvious inexperience very refreshing. Her fingers fumbled around his cock-shaft, touching, feeling, caressing.Her lips were very sweet, too. They touched his prick very. “Sorry.” Troy said. “Alcohol.” He dried off the bruised area and peeled the plastic off of the dermal patch. “Reminded Dr. Tenente Maisson that because of your history with cocaine, you’re probably Lidocaine/Novocain Resistant. He recommended a Diclofenac patch; a little stronger, still non-narcotic.”“Am I fuckin’ Harry Potter here, Troilus? Does everything have to be about my past and do my plots rely heavily on other people not knowing Latin?”“Drink your cocoa, Petalouda.” Troy told her,. I could tell she was already swollen a bit.I then went down on her and buried my tongue. She smelled fresh and clean with a bit of perfume smell. She tasted delicious! I spent about three minutes eating her pussy. She was squirming underneath me and moaning in excess! I asked if she wanted to fuck and she said, “yes!” I got on top of her and reached down and guided my cock in. I gave it one good shove as we both made a huge sigh. Oh, she was tight as I went balls deep in her. She wrapped her. I hated to talk her out of having sex with me, but I knew I would hate myself if I did this and scarred her psyche anymore.Peyton thought about it for a moment and then smiled at me. "Yeah. You made me feel so wonderful last night. I know with you it won't be a horrible experience. I know you will make me feel so good." I told Heather and Mom about what we were going to do tonight," I confessed."Wow, what did they say?" asked Peyton. I was relieved that she wasn't angry."They both said the.