.”“Jack, it’s not what you think...” started Dave.“That you are taking advantage of my daughter and Amanda?!” I had yelled.“He’s not, ...addy!” complained Michelle.David looked me right in the eye. “I’ve never done anything sexually with Amanda and never did anything to Michelle that she did not want! I love your daughter, sir and I deeply care for Amanda. I would NEVER do anything to hurt either of them!”I was mad. No question about it. Still, I knew I was on the verge of losing my daughter. She. Just that nagging desire for more, planted in the back of my mind. I lay in my bed that night and just couldn’t turn down the noise in my brain. Maybe he didn’t enjoy it as much as I thought? I replayed the scenes over and over in my mind, getting more worked up with every thought. I rubbed my hand casually over my body, thinking of his touch. With every pull and tug on my nipple, I thought of his mouth at my breasts, suckling and lapping at them. I made a few passes at my pussy. It was. She drove to the guy's house and he answeredthe door and asked her in.After having a bottle of wine and some delivery pizza, they began tomake out. Lisa undressed the guy, then began to peel off her dress,exposing a naked body clothed in only a pair of white tights. The guywas totally turned on and she bent over backwards and unsnapped thecrotch, exposing two very wet parts. The guy threw her on the bed andthey had sex in a dozen different positions. Lisa wasn't sure if shewas more turned on by. "Yes, dearest, my juices are coming out just a little bit now. Put some on my fingers? Yes, it is very sticky, my little honey ass baby."I saw him put his hand up and in the light from the bathroom door; I could see the liquid glistening on the tips of his fingers."Put my fingers in my mouth! Must I do that, dearest? Yes, I will, my pet. Describe the taste, you say?"He licked the tips of his fingers and even put one inside his mouth and sucked it. I was really quite surprised at his actions.