I could not take my eyes off of it. I knew then that I wanted him to fuck me with his nice hard cock. But first he got over me and had his cock at my ...ace. "I am going to teach you to suck me properly." he said. He then rubbed his cock over my lips. It was leaking cum and I felt my lips get wet. He told me to now lick my lips and get used to the taste. I did so and realized it had a pleasant taste. He then told me to lick all the cum from the tip of his cock. Again I tasted more of his cum. It was Barbara! I watched her as she hobbled her way across the creek and up the bank towards her house. I entered the shed just a minute or so after she had left, I carefully observed the site trying to discover what she was doing there. Sure enough, she had looked through my stash again and I could detect a new musky odor in the small building. What was odd was the lust that overcame me as I smelled her presence and thought of how this girl with a real live pussy had just left this very. I had chosen to live with my father since their divorce, and in some respects grew up quicker than most girls my age. I had started menstruating the previous year, perhaps brought on by stress, but my hormones and the changes in my body were evident, both physically and mentally, my staying with my father was straying into dangerous territory, more so as, I was starting to feel his need for me, and found myself responding to his cuddles and kisses.People often asked me why I let it happen, and. Then she untied her belt and let it, too, fall to the ground, feeling even more vulnerable and trying more than ever to cover herself without appearing to do so. "Lay back," he commanded her, and she drew in a breath sharply and sat down on the bed. Sliding up, she rested her feet together on the edge of the bed and slowly reclined until her shoulders lay flat on the silken sheets, letting her knees fall to one side as she tried to cover her breasts with her arms. Closing her eyes, she laid her.