"Matteo has a theory on Dark Magician Girl," Laura said."She's a serial monogamist," the Italian explained. "She grows stronger with every Dark Magici...an or Magician of Black Chaos in the graveyard. Shame they have to be in the graveyard and not on the field." Ouch!" Marc commented."I know, right?" Laura added, shooting a wide smile at Joan."OK, well I'm going to show Joan around a bit," Marc said before guiding her to a different aisle of desks.A huge touch-screen monitor set at a forty-five. She immediately tried to push my head away, saying, “What are you doing? You can’t do that, it’s wrong!!” She said it with absolutely no conviction, however. It was as if she didn’t want me to stop. So, I didn’t. “No, baby, don’t do this… we can’t,” she murmured. I knew she didn’t mean a word of it. The smell of her sex, inches from my nose, gave her away. She relented. Her hands stopped trying to push my head away, and began pulling me to her, grinding my face into her satin shrouded cunt. I. Yes! Yes! Ohhhh, fuck, yes! Her breathing became faster and faster. Her feet lifted off the bed and the handle dug deep. Ohhh, it was good!Just then a movement caught her eye. Startled, she turned. Her jaw fell open. She stared, shocked. It was her father!John Kelley stood there for a moment, absorbing the shocking scene. There was his daughter on the bed, totally naked, her nipples puckered up. Her legs were thrown high and spread wide and her cunt was dripping wet, swollen and red. She was. When you reach the tops of my thighs and find out the underwear is missing, you grin and say, ‘Smart girl.’ Dropping to your knees in front of me, you place my legs over your shoulders, grab my hips and pull me into your mouth. The feel of your mouth on my hot center makes me buck into you, the sensation too much to take. But you keep going, stroking my slit with your tongue and worrying my clit. Back and forth, around and around, your tongue works my clit into an intense state of arousal. You.