Still, that was of little comfort as he soon started jerking his body back and forth, forcing his schlong to slide up and down between my boobs. Mmmmm...! I could not help but moan when I had managed to take the first breath in what felt like an eternity. Somehow, the feel of that hot, pulsating prick jerking between by boobs forced my arousal to return. Powerful waves of it soon started washing over me as increasingly powerful moans flowed past my lips. Although I knew the way I felt was far from. I put just a dab of pink lipstick on and I looked at myself in the mirror. I studied my reflection. I was happy with what I saw. Long brown hair, blue eyes and a light sun kissed tan. My 36 B tits were high and firm and my ass was so tight you could bounce coins off it. I was ready. The girl I met who was my guide at the college was named Gwen. She was a senior and very beautiful. She had hair lighter even than mine and brown eyes and 38 C tits. She had a pretty round plump ass that jiggled. She was looking back at the camera with a dreamy look of need. As his eyes fluttered closed, the image lingered, seared into the conscious of his mind if not the inside of his eyelids. He could almost feel the wet slit pushing back into his face. His nose brushed her anus and he imagined her ass moving side to side, wanting for more contact, more friction, … more of her Dad. He wanted to give it to her too. He imagined licking the slit and the fresh clean taste of teen pussy flowing over his. For a moment I felt as I was going tosuffocate. "Easy, Melinda, breathe through your nose." She patted me onthe head. "Try to say something." I decided to scream, but all that could be heard was a soft whimper. Thiswas so scary but not a frightening as what came next. The women suggestedthat Glenn put me in the swing chair so he could learn how to diaper ababy. I hadn't noticed it. On the ceiling was a swing. She lowered it forGlenn. The seat of the swing was like you see toddlers be put into.