Well, she swallowed the stuff, it wasn't going to kill me. Who knows, it might even earn me some brownie points. Not that I was going to make a habit ...of cleaning my sperm from her pussy.She was plenty wet and was getting into her moving and noise making. I stuck a finger inside her and moved it in and out. I glanced up and she appeared to be asleep, as if she was having a sensuous dream. I leaned back in and started licking her love button. The volume went up, as did the movement. About fifteen. A random evening, I received a message of a man who I had gotten to know on a website a few weeks ago and we sent photos to each other, said to him that I really liked what I saw, his cock was so nice and big, we talked about meeting each other but I was not quite sure since I had never had sex with a man before, he said he really wanted to meet me, he asked me about when we could meet and I said again that I was not sure but maybe a week or two we can meet if a dare. He said he would send a. He stops kissing her lips and begins to kiss her neck. His hands continue to massage her breasts as his kisses quickly join his hands. He is now massaging her breasts while kissing them. He has always imagined this and is so happy he is with her now. She feels his hands moving somewhat faster and it isn’t long before she feels his kisses on her chest and breast. She moans and sighs leaning back to give him more access to her. She takes her hands and runs them through his hair as she feels him. Though Dad had a very good taste of Indian porns, I like the Scandinavian best. They contain the free-most sex in its wildest and crudest form. Every afternoon that I watch them in Dad's room, I would finger-fuck me. It became my addiction. What a pleasure these movies would give me? They became my addiction.One evening Dad rang me up to tell that he would be late and that I should not wait for him at dinner. So I had my food, watched TV and slept. During night, some familiar sounds, coming.