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)Read Part Two Of this ongoing TRUE STORY, Before This. So, after our first oral sex session and our fuck, and the short conversation afterwards about things, my mother told me that she was going to bed to sleep and my mother that I should get some sleep also, having said that my mother kissed me softly on my lips and then walked out my bedroom,I heard her soft steps moving down the landing and finally I heard her go into her bedroom and close her door.My mother needed rest after all the naughty things we had done and to be honest after all that hot horny first time exposing, playing, sucking and fucking, my boy body needed rest too, but just before I could settle I needed to pee again so I went down to the bathroom and toilet, went for a pee, freshened myself up by the sink and made my way back to my room, I too then closed my door turned my light off and went to sleep.I woke up about 11am, it was now Saturday, very nice I thought, no school, I stretched, got out of my single bed put. . okay." He was still confused and had no idea what to do. "Lift up my shirt, daddy, over my belly button." I started walking him through it. He hesitated, then took the bottom of my dress and pulled up slowly, his fingers grazing across my panties, until the dress was up at least three inches over my bellybutton. My panties were showing, my tan legs, my bellybutton. I was soaked. I knew he could tell. I glanced down and saw his erection. I giggled. He turned around and got the tequila bottle and poured some on my belly button. (I know, lame body shot, where are the limes and salt?) He then slurped it off, licking all over my belly. I grabbed his hair and pulled. He muttered "baby" against my belly and kept on licking. I was dripping wet. Fire burned through my body. I pushed his head down lower, towards the top of my panties. "Daddy, please, don't stop there." "Baby, we can't do this." Without lifting his head, he bit the top of my panties. He kissed down over my panties and a moan.
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