I flick it over you and around in a circular motion. The attention of my fingers move to your clit where they gently rub, getting harder each time. My... tongue follows suit and begins to flick over your clit. I moan out from between your legs "Ahhh you taste soo good".I go back down and continue my flicking of your clit. My fingers move away and go back to your wet pussy. I slowly push them inside you going slow until they are fully in. I move them circularly and flick harder onto your clit. My. I cared deeply about his pleasure. A good girl or a good “woman” looked out for her man first. Somehow I felt a desperate but conscious need not to become too overwhelmed in spite of this stunning loving.As his powerful thrusts became rhythmic and driven I somehow I found myself biting my lip simply so I would not be vanquished by the throws of an early orgasm. My heart and soul were already there and my overwhelmed mind was above and beyond! His physicality and strength had me so helpless and. Dad’s tongue is introduced to my clit for the very first time. For the next half an hour Dad sucks, licks and ploughs my pussy and surrounding zone. Never knowing what will come next. My sixth and strongest ever orgasm explodes. All I could do is scream obscenities and hug my knees tighter as I squirm and shake uncontrollably. I’m gasping for air as I try to regain my composure. I feel Daddy’s knees slide against my hips and kneel on the bed just below my bum. His dick rests on my burning. No fucking question.And the man who’d just strolled into her diner wasn’t like those men she’d signed off on. He wasn’t like the guy passed out on his stool at the counter, or the pimp that just barged in, stared out the premises, and shimmied off just as quickly. He was different, and she knew it. In truth, it wasn’t hard. He didn’t walk like a guy that had a broom handle up his ass, for starters. His teeth were white, his stubble designer, rather than the life of hardship affirming, and he.