“Maybe not all like yesterday, but some days yes. I won’t want to have a say. I want to, I dunno, it’s hard to explain”“I think I get it. Bu... how about other times. Just like normal? Even though we have done this?“Maybe, um. Maybe some new rules, even for normal days? Maybe?”“Or maybe if you are a slut, you are always a slut, and you don’t get to have a say. Is that what you want? Peter was looking at her closely, obviously curious as to what she really wanted“I honestly don’t know. Part of me. I sat there for a few minutes stroking his cock while he moaned quietly.I leaned over to him and said“Fancy moving this on a little?”“What you got in mind?” he replied“I need that big cock of yours in my mouth, wanna go the toilets so I can do that?”“Ok sure”I let go of his cock so he could put it away.“You go first and I’ll come down in a minute and knock on the door so you can let me in” I said to himPaul then adjusted himself, stood up and walked down the carriage towards the toilets at the. ”“Thank you for your charming company, Miss Slater. Merry Christmas.” George had needed to plan out her response in order to plan out his actions. The planned response was nothing like the real one. At first, as he had expected, she had struggled against his embrace and his kiss. Then, as he had dared hope, she had responded to the kiss. She had kissed him back, or as good as. Clearly, this was her first kiss. She had not even opened her mouth when he licked her lips. When she stiffened again. He kissed her more desperately the more she toyed with him. His legs spread and he pressed into her hand- Mike couldn’t remember the last time someone had teased him like this.A jingle, followed by the whine of his zipper caused him to break the kiss. He sat back and watched as his daughter reached into his pants and continued her work on his cock. His shaft throbbed and jumped, tenting in his briefs to the point where he could see the outline of his tip.She scooted back in the booth so she.