It was so slick on my tongue and my taste buds loved the sting of its sweetness. Slowly, I moved my mouth down a little then back up. I was not sure h...ow much of his hard length I could take, so I did not force it. I took it in stages just to see how far inside my throat it would go. Daddy loved what I was doing though. His body language told me everything I needed to know. I turned my head as my lips hovered over his hardness and I saw his nut sack ripple as his balls moved inside with. A newcomputer in pink I found on a new light blue desk against apink wall. I also found a dresser and a big mirror. On thedresser I found perfumes and all kinds of brushes and makeup. I felt very confused.My mother came in and asked if I liked my new room. Ididn't know what to say so I said I did. My mother told meto get undressed and take a bath. I did. It smelled ofsweet flowers in the bathroom. It was all so girly. When Igot out of the bath my mother gave me a pink panty and braand helped me. We have always had an erotically charged relationship and from almost day one, had teased and excited each other with erotic stories from our pasts and fantasies.I had confessed to a couple of ménage à trois experiences at college and she had told me of a wild period in her teens when she had discovered sex and gone through a dozen boys in as many months.Curiously our trust and passion for each other made this an exciting, not a jealous experience, just spurring us on to higher. . um ... could sort it ourselves.”“You don’t mind?”“Not yet, once I’m sixteen, I damned well will.”“That’s my girl,” I chuckled.“Oh, Imelda’s starting to show,” she added handing over a few memory crystals. “They got your messages too.”“Now you tell me?”“Well, you wouldn’t have been able to view them with talking to me, but as Callum is coming back, now you can,” she grinned and stood up to more or less skip over to him as I shook my head with a wry grin at the way she got to chat to me first.