I could tell that her lust was matching my own. We kissed. My hands wandered down to her butt and discovered she was naked underneath. I backed her up...against the bed and we went down on it, me on top of her. I started to fumble with my boxers when I felt another pair of hands pulling them off of me.I took one of Trisha’s nipples in my mouth. Her breast was much larger than I was used to and I couldn’t get much into my mouth, but I tried. Trisha was writhing and crying out under me when I. Oh shit, Mrs J... mmmmmmmm... yesssssssss..."The obscenities poured from her, spurring me on. I was a cunt licker to her... and her defamation of me inflamed me, pushing me further into my own personal degradation.I loved her pussy... so sweet... so wet. I purposely turned my head for a second to run my cheeks between her pussy lips... I wanted her smell all over my face, her juices smeared all over me. I was out of control... "Oh fuck Mrs J, I'm gonna cum... ohh mommy... gonna... so close.... The curviest of them, the one I was already longing for the most- and the one that seemed the most willing- made the first move to cross the road.“Hellooooo ladies,” I cooed, my charms turned up to the maximum, to infinity. “You all are looking real sexy, like angels sent from heaven to rescue me.” That elicited some laughter from them. They were really feeling me. “My name is Maxwell, but you sexy things can call me Max. Could you be kind enough to bless me with your names?”“I’m Christine,”. ’ Looking at her stunned father she asked, ‘Is this the end of this conversation dad?’ ‘What will you mother say?’ ‘We don’t tell her. You just say I could change my mind about not going to university and leave it up in the air and by the time I graduate from high school I will have worn her down.’ David scratched his knee instead of his balls. ‘This is bordering on deception.’ ‘I’m glad you raised that dad. I did note your emphasis on ‘bordering’? ‘Huh?’ ‘With that objection dealt with do you.