Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
She’s worried that our parents at least will try to put a stop to us, but she’s of age and what we’re doing isn’t illegal so I don’t see how they could unless we let them. But I can understand her not wanting the hassle. Not to mention the sneaking around shit is hot as fuck.
The meat was on the grill and the salad made when she came waltzing out of the bath in the robe I kept there for her.
“So are you actually planning on getting any work done this evening?” I waylaid her when she cornered me against the island.
“Already taken care of. I didn’t want any interruptions so I did my homework last period.” It didn’t take much for my cock to jump to it once she started rubbing her pussy against him through the silk of her robe and my boxers.
I kissed her as she stood on her toes with my hands on her ass, pulling her tighter against my hardening cock. “You’re eating before I touch you again, now go set the table that’s an order.” It’s funny that I’m the only one in her life these days who’s not afraid to discipline her. Her mom walks around on eggshells because she thinks she owes her something since the divorce, and the father, when he does remember he has a daughter, overcompensates by letting her get away with shit.
Me, I don’t let her slide on anything but my dick. So even though she pouted I slapped her playfully on her ass and sent her off to do what I said.
“So, how are things really going at home, you and your mom getting along any better?” we were seated out on the patio having our steaks and the one glass of wine I usually let her have when she was alone with me.
If she could fuck like a woman I don’t see why she couldn’t enjoy some wine or beer as long as it was done in a protected environment, and she likes wine, and I love what wine does to her. She shrugged her shoulder at my question but I wasn’t about to let it drop.
I let her get away with a lot, but I’m by no means soft. I’m always looking out for her best interest, and since I’m very aware of her soft heart, and the fact that she’s not as tough as she likes to pretend, I have to stay on top of this shit.
She already has enough on her plate with the monumental secret she’s keeping. I don’t want her under any more stress.
“You’re doing what I told you right, giving her a break?” She seems to blame her mom for her dad’s leaving, and goes out of her way sometimes to let that be known.
I keep trying to tell her that if she wants to do grown up shit then she’s gonna have to start acting and thinking like one, but it goes in one ear and out the other.
I also know that when this shit finally comes to light and it will, that she’s gonna want and need her mom’s support, so alienating her isn’t exactly the wisest choice.
“Why are you always so interested in that? I told you we’re fine.” I shelved it for now because I wasn’t in the mood to fight and any talk about her mom usually led to one.
We talked about school and other things to pass the time while we ate and she was back to being playful again.
When her plate was clean and I thought she’d had enough, I pushed my chair back and tapped the table in front of me. “Come here, it’s time for dessert.”
I loved the way she hopped up and rushed to do my bidding. I pulled her in and nuzzled her tummy before laying her out on the table like a banquet.
She was naked underneath the warm silk and all I had to do was push it up and out of the way before spreading her thighs. Her pink pussy winked at me, with its dewy lips already starting to open for my tongue.
“Open yourself for me.” Her fingers came down and folded back the lips of her pussy, showing me the inner goodness of her insides.
I sniffed her first, looking for her natural scent beneath the soap, before sticking my tongue out to taste. I teased my stiff tongue up and down her pussy and clit before letting it go inside to clean her walls.
Her juices were already overflowing onto the table and my chin as I lifted her ass in my hands. She moved against my mouth the way she does with my cock inside her.
“You want my cock?” I stroked my meat under the table to keep him in the game as her taste overwhelmed my senses. Her hurried nod was all I needed to let me know she was ready.