Leanne, you know a man’s dick is very sensitive. Hold it, wank it gently, suck, don’t bite.
Read part one first. Short chapters, there’ll be more.
Tanisha asked her daughter “What was his hand doing, down inside your skirt?”
“He’d just started, he’d got inside my panties and found my little slit and his finger was going inside, not in my hole, just sliding between my juicy labia. His finger was wet from my juices and starting to feel nice as he gently rubbed me. And I was hot and wet ’cause he’d been fondling my boobs, he was still holding my left tit, but you know, you saw that, I was enjoying it. He’s so gentle, not rough with me. I didn’t want him to stop but you came in.”
“Dave, I said you should keep going. Don’t disappoint Leanne after you’ve got her wet and ready. It seems we’ve found the right guy to teach her.”
This is unbelievable. So, Leanne is naked above the waist already, her skirt’s unbuttoned. I unfasten it and start to pull it down, then it falls to the floor and she steps out of it. I’m standing behind her and put my hands round her again and fondle each little tit, and kiss her neck. I get the feeling she likes that, something tells me she does, and she turns her head to the right and I can kiss her on the mouth, softly. Her mouth opens and our tongues meet. My right hand’s down, finds the top of her panties and goes inside again. Knowing she likes it and that it seems there are no rules or limits, makes it easy to do just what I want. I find the crack and my finger’s sliding inside again. I rub gently up and down between the wet labia, the girl starts to move in time with me and gives a little moan.
I feel Tanisha’s hand fumbling with my trousers. I have a belt, she’s unfastened that and the top button’s next, my flies are unzipped and the trousers fall down. She quickly pulls my underpants down to my knees. My dick’s semi hard but, as Tanisha grips it, it’s instantly stiff.
“Look, Leanne, his dick’s not cut, you’ve not seen one like that before!”
“I have, actually. Not a man. A boy at school showed me his. I played with him, I wanked him and I made him cum. I really liked it. But Dave’s is nicer, it’s really good.”
Tanisha was slowly wanking me, exposing my bell end with each slow soft stroke. The pre-cum was flowing and I was so wet, if she goes on any longer, it’ll drip.
“Leanne, you know a man’s dick is very sensitive. You hold it, wank it gently, suck, don’t bite it, no teeth.”
Leanne was kneeling in front of me and she copied her mother as her small hand wanked me then (am I in heaven!) her mouth was round my bell end. The rhythm of her wanking and sucking was beyond belief.
“Mum, I really like this. His pre-cum tastes fantastic and feeling the foreskin is so much better than a cut dick. I can’t wait to see what it feels like in my pussy. Dave, come on, we have to go on the bed.”
