He smiled at me and said,?Relax. It will be fun. Don?t say anything, just look at me.? I continued to stare athim, not quite sure what to do. His hand...was slowly moving upwards, nowslipping under my skirt and touching me just below my panties. I shifted in myseat, trying to get away, yet wanting more of his touch. He said sharply, ?Don?tmove. Just stay still.? I froze, and kept in myposition. His hands slowly started rubbing the front of my panties, directly onmy pussy. I couldn?t look at him. He took a sip from the tumbler and kissed my vulva. "No, you have to warm my clitoris." I looked down at my vulva. The lips were not wide enough to expose the clitoris. I held father for support and lifted up the leg off the chair and rested my leg on his shoulder. The vulva was not only wide open but the clitoris was temptingly protruding inches away from his lips. "Warm your tongue and then touch the clitoris. Mother waxes eloquent about that touch." Appa took a sip and then protruded his. Thrusting into her creamy slit with full force I knocked her head into the headboard. She only laughed. This was one sexy, horny slut. I was ramming as hard as I could and she was laughing and crying at the same time. I had broken her hymen in the first thrust and a little blood came out with the juices flowing out of her cunny and onto my cock and her thighs. I fucked her as long as she kept coming and then some more, finally coming myself for the second time that night. I pulled out, slipping. " Well I've been working on it, but I don't know that it is perfected, but I plan on giving it a try tonight with Casey or Trish." Cheerleaders?" she asked incredulously, "You don't think maybe you could try it on a girl who doesn't drop her panties at the mildest hint? Casey or Trish would probably screw you even if you didn't have a pheromone." No they wouldn't, or at least Casey, cause I've tried several times with her and she won't do anything other than let me feel her up a little." Oh.