My name is Jasmine Carter, but you can call me Jazz. My daddy is Jay Carter, owner of Carter Estates, in New York City. We live in a quiet suburb in M...anhattan. My mother is an alcoholic, and we arent too close. Shes been whoring around for a few years now, since I was thirteen, and Im sixteen now. Daddy tries to turn the other cheek because he doesnt want to divorce Mommy. Its easy enough to do when you have just the right amount of clients & too much work. So I try to help him a little by. .This was my chance. If I was ever going to try sucking a cock, I needed to do it now. Something about a woman, especially his woman, being present made me comfortable. I didnt have to make the first move though, she must have seen me looking at his big throbbing cock because she said his cock looked like it needed some attention. I got on my knees again, and she pulled her chair up behind me. She took my head in her hands, holding onto my hair with one hand and his cock with the other. He sat. She moved her tiny g string aside and guided my hard cock into her wet puss. As she laid on her back on the beach, I started fucking her hard in missionary position as I listened to the waves breaking softening her moans of pleasure as I thrusted in and out of her puss.She soon started moaning louder as she reached climax and started to orgasm and with her puss clinched tighter around my cock, I slowed down, giving her slow and deep thrusts into her pussy as my cock exploded shooting my cum. In a minute, I heard the door open and the two of them leave! Boy did I have visions in my head that evening.Naturally I became more interested in all three of my neighbors: Diane and I still didn't talk much and I never got anything out of Claire except a shy smile though Shannon was always ready to talk and flirt. A few days later Shannon invited me to dinner at their apartment. Naturally I accepted. And over the next two days until the night of the dinner, I couldn't get those two off my.