Every touch and squeeze was like an intimate massage. We broke our kiss so that I could lavish her wonderful breasts and nipples with kissed and suckl...s. She began moaning softly as I knew exactly how she wanted me to squeeze, suck or kiss her breasts.Time ceased to exist, as I felt her need to resume our oral connection. My hands and touch were being guided by what I knew would convey the love that I felt for her. I was only marginally aware that her hands were doing the same to me.Our kissing. This time you do it more slowly.You clearly want me to taste youyou can see my dick is bursting against my jeans but you know that until you are told to, you may not touch it.Lilly Simpson saysargh! I’m so fucking wet Neil…. I can’t take this…[13:31:08] Michelle Green: omg she has her nipples pierced! ouch[13:31:21] Neil Jones: and her clit[13:32:01] Michelle Green: NO![13:32:06] Neil Jones: Neil Jones saysLook ‘sent picture’I've pulled up in front of a busy city hotel and we both get out. I. I tasted Chelsey from my fingers. I positioned my cock over her velvet tunnel. I kissed her and looked her in the eyes as I slowly penetrated my shaft into her moist, pink folds. We made love well into the early morning, falling asleep in each other’s arms. I woke to my wrist vibrating and lights flashing on my watch. I thought it must be malfunctioning until I saw the words scroll across the LED panel.“911. Bring Chelsey too. My lab. Johnny B.”I was in shock. Johnny was dead. Who the hell. He held my thigh with his other hand and I couldn’t move even though I tried with all my might. He held onto my nipple and continued to flick me with his tongue. And then I screamed out as my legs shook hard. I started crying.“Daddy, oh…. Why? Daddy?!” I bucked with my hips as he sucked on me and licked me for a long time. When he stopped I continued to cry. I laid there on the couch with my legs wide open, shaking.“I bet you liked that.” He said quietly. He sat there at the end of the couch.