“I…I’m…gonna…” her sexy pants egged him on, making him lick faster, suck harder. “Don’t…s-stop…please don’t stop!!!” she begge....Stopping was the last thing on Michael’s mind. His daughter’s pussy was unlike anything he’d ever tasted. So wonderfully sweet and satisfying. He could do this all night, tongue her glistening slit while she thrashed beneath him, crying out with her pleasure. Michael knew the very second it started. When her body tensed and her breathing became raspy and quick, his. These night time excursions were proving to be exhausting. He got up in search of a drink and almost fell back into bed. He went to put the glass down on the table beside his bed and, as he did so, knocked a magazine to the floor. He picked it up and it fell open at the pictures of the bound and gagged cheerleader. He had a very good idea of what to do next.Samantha Wallace was in a hurry. She had, she reckoned, about twenty minutes to get back to her room from class, change, and then get over. ” She whispered. “I can’t help it, you’re too beautiful.” I said with a sheepish smile. “Noo.” She squealed, jumping on top of me. “Aww what’s the matter? A little self-conscious?” I teased. She pouted, “No.” her eyes flicked over to the clock and she then looked back at me with wide eyes. “What?” Her hands shot to my shorts and fumbled for a second before she managed to rip them and my boxers off of me. “Wow! What’s the matter?” I asked, a little startled. . She made it a deliberate point while upstairs to avoid Mihoshi other than the briefest of peeks, confirming she was indeed asleep.Lingering longer than was needed at each and every room.The longest interval of all reserved when at last key stood at the door to Tenchi's room.Regrets and an overwhelming tenderness playing freely across her mind.A smile stole bittersweet across her mouth, knowing that these moments were indeed the last of an older way which had grown comfortable with the passage.