”“So does he…” She could feel his phallus twitch with a life of its own. “He loves you playing with it, that’s for sure.”“This is my f...vorite part, Daddy.” She was playing with the head, just running her fingertips around the crown. “There’s just something about how much fatter it is here; the skin is so smooth, the opening at the top pulsing in pleasure… and the sensitive ridge right here around the crown…” She was barely touching each spot of his cock as she described it to him, then leaned. Then I told she could call him that night to come home…Ana added that the old man always was staring at her toned body; especially when she wore tight skirts or high heels.She thought the old man was also horny about having her…Then Anita told me if I agreed to call that man to come home that same night. And I told her she could do whatever she wanted…She finally picked up the phone and called him; telling to rush…He came after dinner. He did not look tense or nervous.Ana was waiting for him. Basically it was a ducktail and really big. It startedat her forehead and then went up about six inches. The tail was thick andluscious. She used oodles of hairspray to keep it in place. Her hair wasblack and she dyed it to where in the sunlight it actually looked blue-black. Our house was single story while hers was two-story. As a matterof fact it was the only two-story on the entire block. She often invitedme over to talk after we both got home from school. It didn't take longfor me to let. **TAB**TAB**I looked towards the window on the right, an officer on bike asks me to pull towards the side. Strange what did I do?I stepped out of my car and started walking towards him, he was busy looking at some notebook. He looks up at me and then his eyes travel up and down my body.Typical boy.He looked pretty young.“Why were you in such a hurry miss? Anything urgent?” He asked.“Huh? nothing like that just going out for dinner” I said.“You crossed the speed limit. Can I see your license?”.