“Oh God, Phil, Do I have to beg? Please don’t make me beg. But I do want it. So badly”. She paused, pretending to not want the crude words pass ...her “innocent” lips. Then she continued, her voice now almost an ashamed whisper. “Lick my little clit. Please, baby. Suck on it. And eat my pussy. I want to feel your fingers in me and your tongue on my clit. I want you to make me cum with your tongue and your fingers. Please make me cum. Can you feel how wet I am for you baby?”. Phil’s mouth was. He held my hair and finally his full hard cock was bare in front of me. He asked me If deserved to have it, if id been a good girl. "I've been a good girl cockdaddy. Please let me suck on your cock, let me choke on it.?"At this he forced his cock down my throat, pulling my hair to move with his thrusts. I was in a state of pure ecstasy. My cockdaddy was face fucking me, my pussy growing wetter and wetter with each thrust. Hed stop just long enough to let me breathe, but if my mouth wasn't. Later, sitting so close was such that her hands, thighs used to be contacted to my body frequently. I never felt anything wrong in my mind but always used to feel pleasure when she used to caress my hair lovingly.Many times, my elbow would touch her boobs when she used to teach me in my studies and then I felt the softness of the boobs. She never reacted to those elbow touches and was very casual.Many times I used to feel her boobs on my back and shoulders when she used to lean on me while. . And that’s all that happened, just the squeezing of my thigh and between, she looking at me as she did it with a certain expression of curiosity, obviously enjoying the morning episode, then the little kiss she gave me on the cheek. It came to the point where I bought a car and we drove miles into the country, finding a quiet spot where we could discover more about each other. And of course her delightful touch continued to enrapture me even as I drove she was feeling and touching. She kept.