." she whispered as she looked up at me.I swallowed hard, unsure of what to say, and she spoke again."You know.... Play around." I'm not sure that's a...good idea, sweetie," I finally said, "I am your Dad." I know that," she replied, "and I know you love me, and I love you, so... I want you to be my first. "My brain defaulted to the throbbing cock in my boxers, "Are you sure about this?" Yes, I've been thinking about it for a very long time," she replied, "and now that I'm eighteen and finished. I placed my penis back inside the thong, making it stretch, and furiously wanking my penis with my head pressed against her thong. After no more than thirty seconds of inhaling Rachel’s sweaty pussy, I immediately knew I needed to shoor a huge load right through her clean thong, and I began yelling, “Oh yeah, Rachel! Your dirty ass string smells so fucking good! You’re such a slut leaving your dirty ass floss all over the floor for boys to smell..Hoh YEAH! RACHEL!” As my hand began wanking. But I'll bet mine were the only eyes that left their head a moment later as a honey-skinned babe with dark hair down to her spaghetti straps strolled in, sat at the other end of the bar, and nodded to the bartender.You wouldn't know it from the story so far, but I'm normally pretty good at reading a room. If I hadn't been so focused on this second chance to connect with Alison, the setup would have screamed at me. But focused I was, so I downed my beer and started to work through the crowd. She painted her hand up and down across his belly button. Her other hand joined in and she moved them upward till they were pushing through the soft curls sprinkled across his wide chest. She swirled her fingertips around his dark, brown nipples. Donovan clasped her hands at his chest and leaned forward. She tilted her head up and to the side, as his lips angled towards hers. They held each other’s gaze for a fleeting moment before he settled his long lips against the soft buds of her mouth. .