He slid back and back and back, until he could see all but about an inch of his cock, and he was leaning with his back against the door leading out in...o the mall. The lucky inch was still inside the hottest child he’d ever known and had ever read about. As his reverie on her pussy and his amazing fortune continued, she turned her face back forward, braced herself on her knees, pushed him more solidly against the door, and said, “Ready, darling?”He tried to remember his instructions — how many. He was so startled he sat up a bit but she pushed him down again. Her mouth was wet and warm. When she moved it up and down on him there was firm pressure that made him squirm, and his breath caught in his throat. She did not move her tongue much but the motion of her head was steady and constant and it drew a keen sensation out of Peter that coiled up tight inside of him, like a snare ready to snap tight. She was not Eve, of course. She was not wild, mysterious, sensual, and complex. But she. . He needed her for hours, for ever actually, but time was running out for this moment. He kissed her deeply for just a moment more before grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around. He pressed her forward, leaning her against the log as he reached down to lift the hem of her skirt over her hips. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and the sight of her already wet and glistening pussy drove him mad with desire. He gently slid a finger into her, spreading her juices across her lips, then. She took her father's hardening member in her hands, noting how her fingers couldn't go all the way around it. It was getting harder and longer, starting to stand straight up from his groin. She knew that if she let go it would fall over towards his stomach from its own ponderous size and weight.She held it gently, slowly moving her hand up and down the silky smoothness of it and then lowered her head down to where she could reach his balls. She licked first one and then the other before.