She knew that word, “cock,” but she wasn’t used to hearing it.“Did it feel good?”“Oh, yes. It was great.”“I don’t think I could ever...do that. Isn’t it kinda disgusting?”“No, not at all. It’s really hot. Have you ever been with a guy?”“No, I’m remaining chaste until marriage.” In the dissonance of Anne’s thoughts what her father did to her didn’t count as sex.She felt his hand on her thigh, as the on-screen couple had simulated sex under a sheet. She knew she should get up and leave in. He fastened his lips around her bud, pressing down. At the same time he slipped a finger into her, crooking it, touching a that special spot. It was like he concentrated on just the most sensitive place on her body, and the rush of feeling swept her away.Then he replaced his finger with his dick. That felt even better, and she focused on bringing him off. He returned the favor, and she popped almost right away. He felt the walls of her channel grabbing at him, and sped up. She was burning up,. Angeline explained it. "The last name Jamisson is well know in France. Our father has built an enormous conglomerate, and he is an extremely wealthy man. We learned early on in school, that some people would befriend us because of his wealth, and only for that reason. So we all adopted an alias to use in normal life. Sarah's degree even says Sarah James, not Jamisson."Two hours, and several bottles of wine later, we finished our dinner. Sarah continued, "So, then it was up to me to meet you. I swear I came a little bit without him touching me anyplace that should have made me do so. I stood under the spray and he rinsed me clean, I was purring for my Daddy and rubbed his cock up and back until it was nice and rigid again. Biting my lip I got him to turn with his back under the spray and dropped to my knees. I didn't figure he could cum again but wanted to give him all the thanks I could. He groaned as my mouth opened wide and took in his all, gulping down his dick like a pro. His.