At least I didn’t ... I couldn’t speak for her, but they didn’t have Prep back then.“Remember me now, honey? Your favorite professor?” Wendy... teased me as she Hoovered my dick.“Oh, God, yes! How many times did we fuck that afternoon? I lost count,” I chuckled.“Yeah, well, I needed it, badly, and so did you! So does Mira, once you bring her here ... you will, right? You’re bringing our daughter here? Yes, that’s right, Mark ... our daughter. Just like Naomi and Arwen. She’s ours. Mira Kayleigh. Kamea told them that when she did decide to have sex with someone her own age that she would like to be very good at it and be able to please her partner. She asked it they would help her to become better at anal and teach her how to deep throat. Again they both laughed at her request but they assured her that they would both help.Kamea was developing into a fine looking young lady with her jet black hair, bright green eyes and a completion just a little lighter than her mother’s. At thirteen. “Or this one,” she continues as she taps her foot on the floor.“Both?” he teases. Luke turns her and bends her over the sinks. He gives her puckers backdoor a soft lick. She shudders with excitement, her tail bopping on the top of his head. He continues down and presses his face hard against her cheeks as he tries to get her slit. She bends down further, pulling her cheeks apart. Her taste floods his tongue. He probes her opening. He swirls his mouth muscle. She sighs.“How much time before the. . she's going to realize how you feel about her... I mean how you REALLY feel about her... and then she'll understand why you did what you did."He must have caught my look of panic, and Hank chuckled to himself. "Listen man, I may be no genius with the ladies myself, but I saw the way you stood behind her when it all started, when other folks would have stepped away. And I saw the look in your eyes when you took a run at him. It wasn't because he was insulting you that you got mad. They tried.