She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her shaved pussy was beautiful too. There was a tattoo right on her mound where the hair could cover it if she had a...ny. It said, “Daddy’s little girl.”Her father once again spoke, “I told you that she was my piece of ass. My sperm made her and my cock drilled that hole. Got a problem with that?”Charlotte had told me that he would stress his role of alpha-male so I replied, “Not at all sir. I must say that your sperm did one hell of a good job too. I’d sure like. He worked for my parents and had been cleared by them for date material. I am certain that was for attitude and not the size of his dick. Not that I am complaining because he was quite satisfactory in that department.We went to a movie at one of the last remaining drive-ins in the valley and it was packed to the max on Saturday night. The speaker was having a problem because it seemed to buzz on the high pitched sound effects in the movie. It didn't bother me at all because I wasn't interested. He was shortish, 5’6 or 5’7, decent looks, short cropped hair but with a bit of a gut on him. That didn’t really phase me, what really got my black cock twitching was the hairless nature of his swollen dick and soft, smooth looking balls. I literally threw him onto the bed like a rag doll and went to work on my first cock. I just did what I knew I liked. Wet lips and tongue, spit in my hand, lube up the whole length using my clenched fist, up, down, up down a few times, enough to get him. Er war fast genauso gut wie dieser mit seiner Zunge. Ihr war es anschließend total peinlich, weil sie sich während ihres Orgasmus übergeben musste. Es war einfach zu viel Bowle gewesen. Richard oh Richard oder doch Ricardo? Egal, diese Zunge war einfach galaktisch. Sie stöhnte weiter, eine Hand im Mund, ihre Knie wurden weich, wenn er sie nicht mit den Händen gegen die Tür drücken würde, wäre sie längst zu Boden gerutscht. Kurz vor ihrem Höhepunkt ließ er von ihr ab und stand auf. Graue Augen,.