Truth be told it was Jodie who caught my eye long before Mary and now Jodie was 19 and out on the pull. “Ugh for fucks sake that’s gross,” she said and she went to her room. “I’m not your Daddy,” I reminded her, “I can fuck you right here little lady, it’s your call, no need to go outside in the cold and wet to get laid.”
“No Daddy,” she said, “But Daddy,” she added, “That feels really really nice.”
“I know honey, and when you slip down on my cock I’ll take you right to heaven,” I offered. it might hurt me!”
“Not if you’re wet enough,” I explained. I hooked a finger in the waistband and hauled them down. Her black lacy bra showed her tits plainly through her thin white shirt, her short red miniskirt barely hid her skimpy red panties and she had difficulty keeping her balance on her high heels. “John tell her,” Mary shouted. “It was so beautiful!” she said. “Then don’t let him sweetie,” Mary suggested. “Happy now?” I asked. I gave her a good few thrusts and pretty soon I was punping spunk and she was squealing like she was on a fairground ride or some such.
