She didn’t say anything, which was possibly because the Tequila was now making her decisions more difficult. I waited a few more seconds and then sa...d:“I guess I was wrong about you being old enough to enjoy some naughty fun, like I just described. Why don’t we just forget it.” Instantly her embarrassment left her face and she stood up in front of me.“If you are going to show me your . . . uh . . .,” she started.“Call this guy my COCK!” I encouraged her, grasping my boner and holding on to. Not that they weren't interested in him, just that there was something going on. He shrugged, knowing there was little chance he would find out what it was. After breakfast, he hurried upstairs, hoping for a repeat of friday. No such luck. She was already back in her room. He got ready, then headed out the door to school. History was not too bad. He turned in the project, and the final wasn't all that bad. Far too many questions, but nothing he didn't know. Language Arts, on the other hand, was. ..AAARRGGHHH! YESSSSS BABY YESSS!” she yelled on climaxing. Squirrrrrt! Splatter sputter spurt... Violently she rocked. Involuntarily. Out of control. The actual orgasm finally unleashing its full force. Her rapid spasms going on for ten lovely seconds! Squirting cum all over her thighs! Wetting the satin bedsheets! And it was all caught on camera. But she wouldn’t stop there. “One more... one more baby... again...... uhhhh,” she pleaded, continuing to slide the dildo in and out of her spent. "She really seems nice. Why ain't I seen her before?"Margaret stroked the back of her head. "I have to agree with you. Beckyis a very nice little girl. As far as why you haven't seen her before ...I think your daddy should answer that."I could feel my cheeks warming at my spouse's words and was having moredifficulty pulling together anything resembling coherent thought. "Yousee ... umm ... what I mean is, that's not an easy question to answer."I nearly choked when the sweetest little girl in.