Running into the bathroom, I heard my heart pounding in my ears as I extracted the ad with a trembling hand and read it all over again.The ad seemed t...o be specifically addressed to me. To be honest, I was full of questions about sex. I had a ton of them.I knew that sex between human beings was obviously intended by Nature for something beyond the begetting of children; but, on the other hand, I couldn't decide exactly what. If it was supposed to be an expression of love, then why did I. Mrs Packer raises her head eyes looking up at Josh, as her hand wraps around the girth, stroking his shaft. Josh groans as he erupts shooting cum all over Mrs Packers face and large black tits. Sorry Mrs Packer I … That's okay Josh ,says Mrs Packer as her fingers scoop the cum off her face and chest then sucking them clean. Josh moves his seat away from the table allowing Mrs Packer to stand in front of him . His eyes are drawn to her cleavage , watching her hands pull the bikini aside. Her breasts were largish and held in place by a white bra barely visible through the blouse. What was I thinking - what must she be thinking seeing me looking at her like this. She must have thought I was admiring her while all the time I was thinking there must be a wealth of clothes in the rear store room waiting for me to try on! I must have chuckled out loud when a particular thought crossed my mind as Cath stopped talking and asked what the matter was "nothing Cath, I was just thinking. The sound of her father grunting and groaning, calling her dirty names like "cunt" and "whore" were familiar, the way his big cock stretched her young pussy was familiar, and how it got easier for her to take the fucking each time was becoming more and more familiar.What wasn't familiar was the warm feeling welling inside her, the way her vagina secreted more fluid that made her pussy wet. Or how her nipples became rock-hard and the realization that she liked being fucked by her daddy. None of.