You slide down my body until you are face to face with my throbbing cock. You grasp it pushing down against my belly. You spread my legs out placing...yourself between them. You pull the skin tight, pulling my balls up. You lick your lips then go down, licking your way up the seam of my sack between my balls. When you reach the base of my dick, you stop and start over, running your tongue up the seam again. As you listen to my moans you finally continue up the shaft of my throbbing dick. . Crystal kept purring and rubbing her nipples for several seconds then sighed, lowering her hands."That felt great, but I still want to get off. And this time I'm not sucking you back up again. If you want to fuck my pussy you better get hard again yourself. And would you please get off my stomach, it's hard to breathe with you on there." I was still enjoying the feel of her boobs against my softening cock, but I pulled out from between them and stood up feeling a little guilty. Crystal had. Even I was impressed by the beauty of my magnificent clit. With nothing around to get in the way. It stood alone like a huge pink marble, nicely pointed at the top. This is as aroused as I've ever been, and I hoped that John could see it pulsing with every heartbeat, the way I could. I held motionless in that position Long enough for John to develop a mental picture that he'll never forget. Still stretched wide open, I began to rock my hips up and down, as if I was fucking the very air around. My pussy clenched down on them, delight rippling through my body. Her tongue swirled through my bowels, rooting through my nasty asshole.It felt so wonderfully dirty. The type of pleasure only a slut would ever experience. Mom never had anal. She was a proper Muslim woman. A good wife and mother. Which meant Dad never enjoyed a woman's ass. I would be his first. He deserved this so much for being such an amazing Daddy.“I'm so glad I'm a slut, Daddy,” I groaned. “I'm so glad you get to fuck my.