"Oh, Daddy. I think I've just had a naughty accident. Clean me up please?"Eagerly I bent down and began slurping up her juices, pressing my face into ...er folds. Tonguing her petals and inhaling their magic scent through my nostrils, I snorted it to the back of my throat and swallowed."Drink all the juices out of this slutty whore's cunt," she whispered.Though I calculated that Mandy had already had several orgasms (one of which, directly into my mouth, was a real gusher) I had yet to. ”She removed the coat and, as I hung it up on a peg, I got my first look at her in over a year.I found myself surprised that she looked the same as the Summer of those two days when we were together. Somehow, I had supposed that she would have changed because of what happened. It didn’t make any sense, I guess, but seeing that long, red hair flowing down to her waist, her eyes still that same dark violet, her figure just as trim and neat as ever in a short blue dress and warm black leggings, it. ..my....god; she is so fuckinghot. Every guy in the club will be drooling at the site of her, buyingher drinks, doing whatever they can to get their grubby paws on her. Myheart sinks further yet as memories of what she does to me when I'm in mylittle red dress flood my mind. My heart sinks yet again when I rememberwhat she said to me. My whole being sinks as the door to the garagecloses. I just kneeled there like an idiot for the eternity it took forthe garage door to open, her car to start.. There wasn't much she needed, but she did get him the last cookieof the batch, since she knew he would be hungry and it would be at leastan hour before the cookies were out of the oven at the Stoner's.Minutes later Bobby arrived, and she didn't even let him get out of hisrain gear. She just congratulated him on remembering to take the bus,and then they headed towards the Stoner house, with Bobby again needingto splash in every rain puddle he came across.Once they got to the huge house, Andrea.