She was quite content being a favorite, who got presents, and a little extra coin now and then. He also didn’t mind that her belly had swelled up fr...om some other man’s issue (probably) and her child was also welcome in the house. For the first time in a long time she didn’t have to spread her legs to survive.Now, though, with that hauntingly beautiful music playing somewhere, she felt the urge to be with a man. She moved the pot to an unheated burner plate on the stove. The mistress would stay. I could feel contentment in her body. I started to think what just happened. My teen daughter had just sucked me off! “I’m sorry baby! I guess I lost control. Please forgive me!” I said“Daddy it was beautiful! I wanted it so much! Daddy, I liked it much more than licking pussy! I’m no lesbian!” She said“Rachel, Daddy’s should not…” I startedShe kissed my mouth to keep me from saying anything else. When she stopped she stood up and removed her skirt and panties. She put her leg up on the couch. It was quite possibly because of her mixed blood heritage. In Indochina, or, for that matter, in Asia generally that was "the kiss of death" in social and family circles.She was too old to be the offspring of the late arriving Americans, so it was logical to assume the young Eurasian girl was the result of an amorous French soldier's long forgotten moment of pleasure. The very fact that Frenchie was just as comfortable in the language of diplomacy as she was in her own Central Vietnamese. You taste my lips, pulling at them and stretching them out. You find my hood and are able to get right under it to play with my clit. My hands instinctively reach for your head and grind my pussy into your mouth. I’m more awake now and aware as to what is happening to my body. You when see my eyes become wide open you plunge your tongue deep into my pussy tasting all the juices and drinking them up as I cum. Because yet again you have made me cum so fast I was unable to contain myself. After.