I didn’t want it to end so I kept kissing his soft lips and cheeks. Steven’s cock started to get softer and softer until he finally slipped out of...me. I gasped as his cock slipped free. Steven rolled off of me and onto the bed. As he slipped his arm under my neck an involuntarily quiver rolled over my body. I felt something wet seep out of me. It went down between my butt cheeks and onto the bed. A second quivered shook my body. “What?” “I . . . umm . . . I just felt something wet go down my. .a father-daughter dance…” Kyle didn’t want his own daughter feeling his hard-on, so he protested, “I hate slow songs; let’s take a break.”But she pulled his arm really hard, making him stumble. “I won’t take no for an answer; this could be our last, slow father-daughter dance.” Relenting, Kyle stepped toward her; they held hands and began dancing, but he kept a distance between them. However, this whole thing was an experiment for Krystal; she had twerked her ass on him because she wanted to. I then asked you a question, which was the moment my life changed. “I think, Miss Smith, you have been teasing me for some time now. I see the boys you bring in, and how you look at me while they are trying to kiss you and feel you up. But you don’t let them go any further, do you?” “No sir, I don’t.” Whack, whack. “Why don’t you?” “’Cause I like older men sir, they are just boys.” “How many older men have you been with?” “Three.” Whack, whack, whack. “Three? Are you telling the truth?” “Yes,. I told my mother that I’m going to Ms. Sangeetha’s house to help her on a project and my mother asked me to stay there as it will be late.I reached her place at 8.15pm and rang the door bell. She opened the door and it was like a heaven. She was wearing a sleeveless black transparent saree with low cut blouse exposing her bulky cleavage. Hair was nice tied up and I can sense the smell of jasmine on her head. She welcomed me and I asked her if she is going out. She said am I that bad to invite.