I kissed all around her teen pussy lips before sliding my tongue up her slit and to her clit again. I slowly inserted a finger into her pussy. It was ...warm, dripping wet, and super tight even around just my index finger. She was moaning loudly saying "oh yes baby don't stop". It wasn't long before her body began to tense up. She arched her back and was grinding her pussy on my tongue when her juices began squirting out over my face. She was clenching the sheets with both hands and screaming so. Leslie had been in some of his classes, and was a cheerleader, a few grades ahead of him. She dumped him when he became obsessed with her."Think of me..." her image whispered, then vanished.Mike looked confused, and squinted where her ghost image had been. There was nothing to be seen. He turned his head, only to see a ghost image of Terri, the girl he had fallen for in his senior year. She had long wavy hair, large breasts, but was athletic, the captain of the volleyball team. "Mike... think. He swirled his finger inside my mouth, bringing his head right next to my ear. Youre wet because you like it. With his whisper I felt it. His cock brushing against my bottom, warm and hard. He removed his fingers from my mouth and used them to guide his dick to my entrance. No Dad, I muttered, feeling his hardness as he lubricated his cock in my juices. He looked at me then, ecstasy written across his face. His free hand, the one not guiding his cock, once again clamped over my mouth. Feel. He would not have to ask twice, even silently.I stood up and began to fuck his face willfully. We both began to grunt and roar like mating a****ls. He clawed at my ass and wiggled a finger near to my anal opening when he heard that edge-of-orgasm stream of obscenities spill out of my mouth. That was his cue to open his throat. The fucking flood was cumming..It was probably from the sheer act of shattering old taboos, but I don’t remember emptying that much seed into anyone’s face before, or.