One look at a frog told me that it wasn't going to tell me what I wanted to know. So I found a nice librarian at our local library, and she steered me...to the right books.All this went through my mind as I lay there, wondering how I felt and what was going on. It took me a while to fall asleep, even though I was tired. Not through being apprehensive, more out of curiosity as to what would happen next.Saturday morning was the usual ritual. Breakfast in bed and a nice chat. Only this time, I. I just took her by the elbow and wheeled her also into the shower. I never took off her clothing she took hers off herself, and sat on my knee."You fucked me when I was asleep, I know you did, oh I'm not objecting, just stating a fact. I want you to fuck me again when I get sober, because what I remember was great." Bend your head I'm going to wash this mop of hair."She too took quite a while to get a lather, but her hair now shone. Washing her body somehow was more sexual than washing my. Then he jumped on top of me, he locked my lips on his and started to kiss my lips biting them hard and his tongue forced into my mouth and explored my mouth, his hands were on my breasts squeezing them hard. He then kissed my ear lobes, all this action was making me wet in my pussy, with his expert technique he started to kiss my neck and went from my shoulders to my tits and started sucking my nipples wildly like a hungry boar, but his tongue worked like magic and it felt that he knew exactly. I grabbed one of her hands to palm it against my erection causing her eyes to bulge and the tips of her ears to flush red. "Angel do you want to help daddy with his problem?" I asked, sending more kisses to her forehead. She slowly nodded and began to undo the rest of my belt and pull down my pants and boxers. She stares at my half erected dick curiously as if it were her first time seeing one in real life. Finally she started pumping my cock, albeit rather slowly. I felt heat start to pool.