" Chris dug into his pocket and slowly counted the crumpled up bills in the moonlight. "About a hundred and thirty dollars. I got about twenty in my w...allet." I have like seventeen in my purse," I said. "And my dad's credit card, an ATM card too. Maybe we can't use those though, I don't know." I have forty something, maybe fifty," Mark said. "That isn't very much for three people to go to the City with." Yeah." Chris pushed the money back into his pants. "Are we going to drive?" Nah, we can't. Her pussy sucked at me. My dick throbbed and ached as I rammed back into her pussy. I buried hard, my head throwing back.“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, savoring that delight. Her pussy clenched about me. She held me tight into that wonderful embrace. I loved it. I savored every moment of her cunt squeezing around me. I shuddered and then drew back.She squeezed about me as I thrust away. I groaned, my pussy cream running down my thighs. I slammed into her pussy. I buried hard and deep. I panted,. But that's part of the next story.Mindy looked at her glistening 16-year-old chest and the thick hot wads of cream that was still drooling down her breasts from her Daddy's recent eruption. Neither Jerry nor his daughter had ever done anything like this before."Are you okay honey?" he asked rather exhaustedly. He watched his daughter smooth his gooey jism across her surprisingly taunt titties."Daddy, you sure get excited when you shoot this white stuff all over, don't you?" She continued to. Now it seems more like a boyfriend interview. For your information, I like jocks and am not fond of big fat tits.’ ‘You are going to make me cry. Hold tight.’ After a minute, I stood and carried her back to the bedroom. There was lotion on the dresser and I started applying it along with a muscle massage. The small tits were fine, very fine. My slippery fingers went over the flat belly and into her pussy, which had very little hair. She was wet and twitchy. ‘I want you.’ ‘Not tonight.’ ‘You are.