She just held us there as my cock slowly pulsed and deflated in her ass. After a while, she looked up at me. "I could feel the pulsing of your orgasm.... I smiled at her. "I could feel the pulsing of my orgasm, too. Now I'm going to fall asleep." She smiled at my attempt at humor. My cock popped out of her, and she clenched with a gasp. She smiled a self-conscious smile, but then blushed and looked tentative. She couldn't quite say what she wanted to say. I reached up and caressed her face. "Just. A trashy, whorish little grin as she slips one finger inside herself suddenly- gasping loudly and biting down on her lip.?One of the bikers looks over at her gasp and does a double take. His eyes going round as saucers as he takes her in: skirt bunched up around her waist, her finger starting to move in a rhythm... fucking herself. Her breath starting to come a bit harder. He lets out a low, wolfish whistle and jabs his buddy in the ribs. He Hisses:?"Lookit what we have here Bob... and you said. Not taking my eyes from you, or you from me, sliding the dildo a little harder and faster as you stroke your cock harder and faster.Not being able to stand it anymore, you get up from the couch, your hard cock bouncing as you walk towards the bedroom, taking the dildo from my hand, you get on your knees and start to lick my pussy, burying your face in the wetness, probing my hole with your tongue. I lay back and lift my legs onto the bed for you to have a better view of not only my pussy, but. 'Does your daddy notice you'?'In what way', I replied, deep down knowing exactly what she meant. My breasts were developing, small and barely perceptible, not quite brassiere fodder yet, but a sexual deliciousness that they were suddenly there, and a switching-on of an invisible wire that connected my nipples to my clitoris, my body was changing, and I was struggling to come to terms with my sexuality.Girls do talk about the first men in their lives, their daddies, and the bonding we physically.