My tongue played a version of hide-and-seek with his as we were lip locked until he had me pinned on the couch. He moved from my lips to my neck which... made me quiver, much like my girlfriend does when I do it to her. He got up to take off his shirt and reveal his well toned body and his good amount of, well maintained, body hair. As I took my shirt off I felt him play with my nipples. Flicking one with his tongue while pinching the other with his hand that wasn’t stroking the outline of my now. .. I didn't think of Dad as a man until after Brad fucked me... you know?" Brad was Cyndi's first boyfriend, the one who'd taken her virginity. "But after he popped my cherry... I just went wild. I started watching Daddy, and fantasizing about him. I really got turned on whenever I saw him. And he could tell, too. I got into prancing about the house half-naked... I'm sure you've noticed. And Daddy was watching me, too... he and I would flirt whenever Mom wasn't home. And then... once while Mom. His primal growl fills her ears, and her thoughts turn only to pleasing him as she tastes the hard flesh forced into her. The grip on her hair tightens, then loosens, as her mouth and tongue continue to work the throbbing flesh before her. Her moans echo his, vibrating to his core as she tastes him, savoring the flavor. Gripping the base, her tongue lashing around the orbs hanging below, caressing the skin at the creases near his legs, his body quivers with the excitement and arousal as his. I was to meet Cheryl at 6:30 for drinks and dinner in one of the Darling Harbour restaurants and she arrived on time and well dressed. She was obviously nervous but as we got chatting over a lovely Hunter Valley Verdelho, she was pleased that I came and pleased that looked like my photo. Cheryl had had problems with fakes as well. As we moved quickly on to our second bottle of wine and started on our delicious mains – I had wok tossed prawns and Cheryl had lamb shanks, we started to talk about.