She started to lower herself.i quickly whispered "I'm inside of you" as she seemed to go faster in and out of her ass. it was not to long before i c...me outside of her onto her and my chests. We both breathed for awhile while until she re positioned my cock into her dripping wet vag.I stopped her and said "now its time for me to please you" and flipped her around and started to lick her.I always though that it would taste weird down there but it was a pretty satisfying taste. she nearly. " Uh ... I ... I'll think about it," I replied, shrugging as I made my hasty getaway.I managed to get ten real good lines out of those two grams of coke. I spread it out, doing two lines every few days, in the afternoons when Jilly took her nap and I had some time alone. I always felt so good when I did that stuff. Cocaine. It buzzed my brain like nothing else. It made me numb and alive and dreamy and hyperactive all at once. It was crazy and even after the real rush was gone, maybe thirty. He was masturbating! No man should have to do that! That's why God put US here!He heard me and looked at me. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry, hon, I, I should've closed the door, and, um, you know, locked it." NO!!!" I screamed. "I don't want ever to be locked out of your bed!" My bed? Don't you mean my room, hon?"I remember that moment like it was yesterday, because that is when my body went from girl to woman. Daddy had gotten up. He was standing. So was his beautiful cock. I gazed at it, mesmerized,. It was a hall with six doors on each side. “Welcome to the Dayla Rue!” She held her arms up and did a little spin. “If you would like room 5 it’s yours. Otherwise you can stay until we find another girl.” I started to reach for the door. “No, no sugar plumb. You get two rooms, that one is for when you have company.” We walked through a door in the back of the hall and into a similar hall but this one was full of crafts and decorations, love notes pinned to the wall and the doors on the left.