Hot sticky liquid splashed across her face, nestled in her hair, splattered against her fluttering wings as her Sprite coated her with his pleasure. Y...landa lashed her tongue across her cheeks determined not to waste a single drop of his sweet essence.As she licked happily at her chin, she felt a spurt of liquid hitting her rounded arse cheeks, felt it trickling down to pool between her pinched waist in the small of her back. He was behind her. Her furry brown muscled Sprite was behind her. Did. I could see the man was probably in his early forties, he had short hair, balding and a slight paunch out front. He seemed kind and friendly so I wasn't scared. "The name is Bill. What's yours?" he asked. "Jay." I replied. "Nice to meet you Jay. This your first time here? I can tell." Bill was a very upfront kind of guy, a no-bulshitter man. I looked him over and my eyes stopped to look at his crotch. His member was become hard and he was beginning to strain the fabric of his. As I lay naked on the couch with Erika equally as naked beside me, I attempted to calculate how this sea change in my relationship with my parents would play out. Where would it lead not only in the next few hours, but in the days and years beyond? In the relative blink of an eye, my life had morphed into a script written by my father’s alter ego, Beau Van Esse ... a script detailing a world where sexuality and fantasy take center stage instead of being relegated to the muffled sighs of the. "She laughed at that and turned her face up, eyes closed and lips parted.He bent down to give her a long probing kiss. I got sick to my stomach.Penny said, "Yeah, Kurt is a dud in the sack. It's so much better sinceI've been hitting the sheets with you, Rock. Now that you'll be livinghere, we can get it on anytime we want." There's going to be a lot of that," he assured her. "But we've got tomake a change with Kurt the Squirt." He had given me that nickname backin school. "There can't be.