If you know you’ve meet with Kaleigh, I’ll have her get in touch with you to make certain of things,” I replied.“I’m certain I love you, and... that I’ll want my son to know his wonderful father,” Canella quickly countered.I simply nodded at her words. I stared up at my young pregnant angel for a couple of seconds and then said, “I love you, Nella. Take care of yourself and our little one ‘till we met again.”When I turned around on the walkway, I peered down into the naked student area and spotted. "Aren't we going further back in?” she asked. I told her that it was a public sex movie and there had to be a chance of people seeing what we were doing. She thought for a minute. "I'm in." My friends got good camera angles and got ready to also zoom in for close shots. They started filming. I dropped my pants down around my ankles. I had not worn underwear. She looked at my hard six and a half boner and smiled. "Nice." Then she dropped to her knees in front of me. "Take your tits. As she continued sucking my dad’s cock, I crawled to my daughter’s side, kneeling. I got up under her arm, she lifted it her arm a little higher so I could get under her nicely. My head literally spun as I put my face closer to my daughter’s thick hair armpit. As I did, I could already smell her pungent odor of musky, dried sweat, just like her mother. The scent was overwhelmingly strong but still sexually intoxicating to me. I placed my nose in my daughter’s wet, reeking pit, I sniffed then I. I thought you said it would be easy." Trust me, dear. It will work." Good, 'cause I really want to be able to give better head."Ahem. That was how I'd gotten her in the chair, of course. I'd found out by experimenting on Carlita that a couple of suggestions would allow a girl to completely and easily suppress the gag-reflex, and even to provide better "milking" action using rhythmic movement of the throat muscles. Carlita's "returning customer" rate had skyrocketed: and she wasn't just for guys.