Yes." he moaned against her neck as his fingers explored her pussy through the cotton, "Your being such a good girl Amanda.That's right just stay stil...l, just like that." His fingers pulled at the fabric, and stole into them, to rub gently at her tiny button of a clit, hoping to encourage some moisture.She was too young, her body was confused and didn't react the way a woman would. Not yet anyway, so he withdrew his hand a coated a finger in spit before pressing it into her tight entrace.Her. Then a short conversation (a lot more was said – this is the prime points):Father-in-Law (FIL): Sorry for getting rough with you. You are one hell of a cocksucker – he teach you?SD: I enjoy it rough dad and thanks – I’ve been told that before and no - I was taught to be a cocksucker before we met – and he (me) doesn’t’ get any of me.FIL: What – you got to be k**ding.SD: Hasn’t in years.SD: He’s a cuck and enjoys me enjoying others – male and female.FIL: Damn – and your my daughter!SD: Yeah dad. He didn’t know why he did it, but he bit into the substance, then froze for a moment while a grin spread across his face.“Well, I’ll be damned, Lobo. This is fucking sweet as sugar.” And ... his mind woke up. “This must be fucking sugar cane.” Cutting off another piece, he put it into his mouth and bit down hard. Sweet exploded across receptors that had not tasted anything of that nature for a time.Taking his larger knife from its sheath, he cut a dozen of the biggest canes, then cut them in. But the third time they are either gonna be drunk, horny and aggressive or just drunk and horny. She figured if the third time and they aren’t mad or being asses for being told no then they were probably nice guys. 2. They had to be able to carry on a conversation for at least 5 minutes. 3. Never keep one around longer than 3 months. So… that’s my life. Driving home from college today, I figured in my head Dot's man count, it comes to an estimated 116 men that I know about. I have never.