’ ‘Good. So spread your legs wide and sit right forward on the chair. I want to feel your cock and balls dangling down over its edge.’ I moved f...rward and felt them fall out over the front of the chair. For a moment nothing happened. She’d gone silent. Then I felt a breath of warm air fanning my hanging balls, and the firm tip of her tongue licked the crease between the two of them – just once. I waited, tense, not knowing what was coming next. ‘Come further forward off the chair,’ she urged. Or, was it, Blaney? I can’t remember all these new names. Half of them don’t even sound like girls' names anymore. Maybe if I dated people my age with normal names I could remember them. But a lot of girls out there want a Daddy, so—“Like, are you even listening?”“I’m sorry, babygirl. What was that? I was daydreaming about you.”“Lolz, yeah right! Wait, are you… crying?”I wiped my eyes. Did she actually say “lolz”? She talked in textspeak. She was/is without a doubt the most beautiful woman I. She doesn't know why her cunt juices are flowing into her panties either and she certainly fails completely to understand the need to masturbate frantically in the taxi on her way home!Visions of her parents flash into her mind as she orgasms silently, planted there by Jana and me, they show her mummy squatting over her daddy as a long yellow stream of urine flows into his upturned mouth!The tight little panties caress her throbbing clitoris as she opens the door and rushes into the lounge to. I felt naked and I rolled away from the blood on the bed, wishing he placed a towel down. Then Nick walked in. He quickly tore off his shirt and I felt my mouth open. He had a six pack and no tan lines, and I felt myself getting wet again. He smirked as he looked up and down at my naked body, and crawled onto the bed. He unzipped his pants, and I pulled out his long cock. "Suck it," he said to me, running his hand through my long black hair. I smiled and pulled him to the edge of the bed. I.