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That same night, Sarah was up again at midnight, like clockwork now. Like a swimmer improving on their time, it took her less than two minutes before she was suckling on her father’s dick like a pacifier. This night she was not as desperate as the last few and takes her time. Sprawled out lazily across her father’s legs, knowing that it won’t cause him any distress, her cheek rests on his waist while she has tilted his cock to the side and slipped it into her mouth. Sarah sucks on his cock long and slow, savouring the smell and taste as much as she can, and it is almost an hour until his penis finally gives in and spurts his load into her mouth.

“Cum in my mouth, sweetie. I want to swallow your load. You can’t shoot your cum on my dress, everyone will know what it is.” Grunting heavily, trying to hold back my cum, I said nothing but reached up with one hand and unzipped her dress. The fabric fell away, revealing her lacy blue bra and spine. “What ARE you doing? You can’t undress me here. Let me…” She started to straighten up but I pushed her back down.

Well, I didn’t see her soon. I didn’t see Carol again. Between vacation and soccer camp I wasn’t around that much, and we could never connect when I was. When school started in the fall, I learned that Mrs. B had to quit. She was pregnant again, and in those days, teachers in our state couldn’t be pregnant. It might give students ideas. If they only knew.