’ Her hand was in my lap and I could feel a finger against my skin. Her hand slowly slid into the tear in my crotch and up the leg of my boxers. Her...cool fingers wrapped around my growing hard-on. We didn’t say another word until we closed the door to her apartment. ‘This your place.’ ‘I share it with two roommates.’ She led me through the living room, through the kitchen, down a hall and into the bathroom. ‘They’re not here now are they?’ I looked around as she unbuttoned my shirt and slid. She wondered if she could pull it off. The girl blackmailed her Dad into becoming her sex slave. She tied him up and did all kinds of things that Bree wanted to do to her Dad.She made a shopping list and headed first to the mall then to a hardware store. She also had some calls to make. With each minute that passed and every decision she made, Bree became more certain that tonight was going to be a night she and her father were never going to forget!!!--Bree left her friend Brittany’s home with. Her mind might cry for escape, her body wanted attention, I sucked on her little love button then teased it, flicking it rapidly with the tip of my tongue, enflaming her, bringing her toward her first full-fledged orgasm.I stayed on her, sucking and licking until she began to buck under my lavish attention, her hips pounded my lips as I enjoyed her succulence, her flavor, her taste.Young woman, nothing better, her orgasm was nearly cataclysmic, I nearly lost her, she almost bounced off the bed. "Take your pants off, Ryan," Donna said, so I loosened my belt, unbuttoned the waist, zipped down my fly and dropped them to the floor and stood there."Take off your shirt and briefs, too, Ryan," and I took my shirt off and nervously pulled down my briefs, then stood before them with my dick standing out straight. They sat at the kitchen table looking at me, then Lois said, "He's almost the size of his father's." Come over here, Ryan, and give yourself a few stokes, jack off for us, dear,.