“Turn around, let me kiss you back here and get you hard again.” Greg gave his ass and was rewarded with searing kisses and a rapid revival of his...erection. “Fuck my mouth one more time, deep stroke into me until you cum again. I want my mouth to be your special cunt this time. Use my mouth Baby, use my mouth like a cheap whore.” “Let your dress down; I want your tits too.” Tits became hand grips. Cock pushed inexorably toward throat and beyond. Laura’s mouth stretched wide; her tongue slapped. I said “I’m so horny for you now, will you give me a quick handjob at least?”She was obviously worked up too and she said “OK, but you need to be fast”. I said “That depends how good you are!”I dropped my shorts and pulled out my cock for her. She said “God you ARE horny, it’s really hard”I said “Yes, put me out of my misery”She laughed and pumped my cock, while I played with her big tits. We had been teasing each other for years with sexual references and flirting and now something was finally. As she stood there in front of the door with her hand stretched towards the handle she wondered if it was actually him or someone else. She stood there for a second totally scared and then she heard a knock again and opened the door. There stood her Daddy, the man who would do whatever he wanted to her and she smiled at him. He walked into the room and closed the door then looked her up and down, hello baby, he said then held the back of her head and pulled her into himself. He kissed her like. Hugging Guy always felt really nice because he was a lot like my dad. He was a lot taller than dad, but was stocky and strong. He had a bit of a beer gut, like most guys his age, but it didnt take away from him at all it made him seem more manlier, like he kept himself in good shape but still knew how to wind-down. I always kind of figured that Id like a boyfriend like my dad or Guy, but most of the boys at school were into their cut-up singlets and neon-coloured shorts like the idea of.