That's the kind of conversation she wants to have at school when she drives up in a shiny new car. Oh wow, nice set of wheels? How did you manage to swing that? Oh, no big deal, just gave my dad a blow job, he really likes those apparently. Who needs to save up and wait till some big birthday celebration? Shit, if she knew that she would have been going down on him years ago.
Salome actually has no idea those thoughts are swimming around inside of his head, she certainly doesn't expect anything from this, well, she expects something but it really has nothing to do with material possessions.
Breathing in, she nods slightly around him and presses her fingers and palm to him, rubbing and feeling him up just as he told her to. As his hips rock she tries to keep with that motion, trying to use it to guide how she takes him in and out of her mouth. It requires some multitasking skills certainly, it was a lot easier when she rode him, and she even got a pretty good workout out of it, her thighs still ache slightly.
When he pulls her around she complies, tilting her body as he would like, offering herself up to him with a little whimper and sigh before going back to what she is currently working on. That is until he presses against her and that's when she groans out against him, a shudder rolling down her back as her eyes squeeze tight and she eagerly spreads her legs for him. His touch makes it harder and more necessary to get him off, to get him off means that she'll get off, and she needs it, it's like a sickness and there is no cure except for him.
Her lips tighten around him, her whole hand does as well and she sucks harder and strokes him with a sort of nearly aggressive grip. "Yes," she manages the words and looks up and over at him, eye glassy and lips swollen from taking him in. "It's better then I imagined. I've always wanted your cock in my mouth, dad." And she bows her head once again to continue on with her job.
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Date: 2012-07-30 11:45 pm (UTC)Salome actually has no idea those thoughts are swimming around inside of his head, she certainly doesn't expect anything from this, well, she expects something but it really has nothing to do with material possessions.
Breathing in, she nods slightly around him and presses her fingers and palm to him, rubbing and feeling him up just as he told her to. As his hips rock she tries to keep with that motion, trying to use it to guide how she takes him in and out of her mouth. It requires some multitasking skills certainly, it was a lot easier when she rode him, and she even got a pretty good workout out of it, her thighs still ache slightly.
When he pulls her around she complies, tilting her body as he would like, offering herself up to him with a little whimper and sigh before going back to what she is currently working on. That is until he presses against her and that's when she groans out against him, a shudder rolling down her back as her eyes squeeze tight and she eagerly spreads her legs for him. His touch makes it harder and more necessary to get him off, to get him off means that she'll get off, and she needs it, it's like a sickness and there is no cure except for him.
Her lips tighten around him, her whole hand does as well and she sucks harder and strokes him with a sort of nearly aggressive grip. "Yes," she manages the words and looks up and over at him, eye glassy and lips swollen from taking him in. "It's better then I imagined. I've always wanted your cock in my mouth, dad." And she bows her head once again to continue on with her job.