That’s what I want.”She smiled and shifted again, this time, placing her head so that she could kiss the tip of my glans. My dick twitched in anti...ipation and Samantha giggled. The kiss brought physical pleasure, and the giggle made me more comfortable with my instruction. It wasn’t that she wasn’t WILLING to do it; it was that she didn’t know HOW to do it. That didn’t surprise me, given that her first kiss was less than a month before.Samantha kissed my glans several times, then lifted her. I went back to my van, and washed off my face from his dried cum. I was putting the keys into the ignition when another small car drove by and parked right next to me.I looked over to him and he was an older guy, greying hair, nice looking.He said....Hey what are you doing here on this wonderful night...if he only knew what had just taken place....I looked at him...stared a little and then said...I was looking at enjoying the night but was thinking I would go home.He got out of his car. Walked. He moaned into her pussy as her rocking and bobbing motion on his dick became faster. Totally consumed by lust he began devouring her pussy more frantically than ever. In response, her pelvis began jerking more on his mouth than before."UMMMPH!" she said as his tongue again entered her pussy. She once again jerked her pelvis hard on to him causing the slider on the remote to go to maximum sending her over the edge. Her pussy spasmed and quivered on his mouth filling with it with her juiced. Her mother went down and joined her husband and she heard them chat.“She’s so grown up,” her father marvelled.“She’s still young enough to have daddy time,” her mom smiled and sat next to him.“Sometimes I feel like it was yesterday, I was feeding her blueberries and trying to keep her from chewing on the table,” he heaved a sigh.“And now she’s a smart, responsible, well-adjusted young woman and you’re the best daddy and hubby a woman could ask...” her mother trailed off as Piper left earshot.
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