? It?ssupposed to be.? That?s part of thefun.? I know it?s confusing.? Of course, it is.? That?s why I want you to lie back and let medecide.? Don?t y...u want?don?t you need meto decide whether or not you get to cum??How could I answer that??I was mad with desire.? I wantednothing more than an orgasm.? I had neverwanted an orgasm more.? Yet, she was soconvincing.? Her argument made perfectsense.? I couldn?t answer her, so Iscrewed my eyes shut and nodded.?That?s a good boy.?That?s right.? Let me. The way her scent felt both heavy and light, her flavors both sweet and pungent. The rough pubes, the silky labia, her tensing muscles, the wonderful moans she made with each movement. Lauren’s own pussy was becoming very wet.Before Juliana came, she grabbed Lauren’s hair hard and pulled her up, looking down at the girl. Lauren thought that perhaps she’d done something wrong. “Please ... I want to taste you, Lauren ... take off your clothes and sit on my face while you eat me .... We both gasped as we joined. She was so tight. Her pussy fit like a glove one size too small. I held still, allowing both of us to get use to the joining. “Are you okay?”She nodded. I noticed her eyes were squinched closed. I heard her exhale, and her legs lifted and wrapped around my waist. I slowly withdrew, and pushed back. We slowly fell into a slow and intense rhythm. We kissed as we matched thrusts.It wasn't long before that familiar feeling returned to my balls. It was then I realized. The shirts were long and would come down just over her ass.“That is what I want you to wear around the house.”“Where are the shorts to go with?” “No shorts sweetie, just the shirt.”Turn around. It was just perfect. The shirt said. “Kelsey loves her Dad.”The shirt was tight and showed of all her curves. Give me a bend over “Kelsey.” “Dad, I am not going to wear this. This is slut clothes.”That’s the whole idea I thought. She just gave me a look when the door bell rang.OH Fuck, it is the.