"Okay, so this was not an everyday conversation in our household, but I am sure you got an idea of the kind of casualness that my daughter and I exerc...ised in our relationship."Oops! My mistake," my daughter said, a sly smile on her face."Anyway," I changed the subject. "What's the problem, hun? I mean, what's a girl as sexy as you doing looking elsewhere for some relief, as you call it? I am disillusioned - I was under the impression that all you had to do to get some cock was just a whistle. During the drive to campus, it wasn’t so difficult, but once I parked and the two of us headed toward University Hall on foot, my anxiety built up again.My new Psych class started at seven with Professor Waldrop. I was in the nine a.m. class with Professor Dumont. Katrina worked as Dumont’s teacher’s assistant. However, after using my fetish to make Cassandra Dumont one of my Fonti, we agreed that I needed to change classes. Katrina also had a few classes, but none of them started this. You take your hands away from mine as I continue and you start to run your fingers through my hair. "You are doing so well, Lucy. I am almost ready. I want you to try licking me the way that I licked you." I stop stroking and look up at you with a nervous look in my eyes. "It's okay, I will tell you how to do. Don't worry." I just nod my head. "Now, stick out your tongue and just lick it like a popsicle first." I do as you say and run my tongue along the underside of your dick. "You're doing. .," she sighed with her sexy little voice, as my fingers passed over her clit into the dripping wet groove of her pussy. She spread her legs wider and turned her head sideways, sensuously licking her pouty red lips. I leaned over and kissed her, shoving my tongue into her mouth. Her body trembled and she moaned softly as we kissed, my fingers rubbing all around her vulva. Soon I began fucking my first and middle fingers in and out of her sopping wet hole and rubbing her clitoris with the palm.