The next morning, Rob was trying to figure out whether he should try to contact Robin, or get the hell out of town before some lynch mob led by his wife, Robin's mom, and his daughter showed up.
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Robin made the decision for him; she rang the doorbell. He invited her in, and made small talk, wondering once again, "was she going to bust him, or blackmail him, or whatever." After a while, it was clear that she wanted to talk about something, but just couldn't get around to it.
He couldn't believe that she wanted another spanking, but asked anyway. She actually laughed, and said she might, but not today as her ass was still completely red, bruised, and sore. She hemmed and hawed; remember that she was only 18, and even though they had been doing some very adult things, she was still just a kid.
She finally said something like, remember what I did for you in the car the other night, and yesterday after the spanking? Of course he remembered. Her problem was that she had never really had the favor returned. Guys were in such a hurry, that they never kept at it long enough for her to have an orgasm, and she really wanted one that way.
Rob was torn, as a father, OK step-father, he was appalled at his behavior, but as a man, he was really ready to go.
Robin, really didn't know what she was doing or why. All she could remember was the tenderness and caring in the shower, and how yummy and loved the spanking had made her feel, and how wonderful the rubbing afterward had been.
On the other hand, Rob was old enough to be her father, and was her friend's father. If this ever got out, there'd be hell to pay.
He took her hand, and led her to his bedroom. She stood there shaking all over as he slowly and gently untied the straps on her sun dress, and let it slide to the floor. Her panties were next.
He bent down, and pulled them ever so slowly over her hips, and down her perfect thighs. When they puddled at her feet, she allowed Rob to lift each foot so that they were liberated.
Rob gently pulled her forward, buried his face in her pussy, and just inhaled the wonderful aroma of young womanhood. She was juicing like crazy, and when he stood up to give her a kiss, there was some of her wetness on his lips.
Surprisingly, she had never tasted herself before. She decided that she tasted pretty good. Fleetingly, she wondered if other girls tasted the same?
Rob eased her back on the bed, and slowly kissed and flicked his way up her thighs until he reached her vulva. He stayed completely away from her clit as he wanted her to be begging for it when he finally got there.
Up and down, around, left and right, went his tongue, sometime inserting it, sometimes teasing. Somewhere in the process, her knees ended up around her ears, and exposed a second hole that might want attention.
This also gave him his first post-spanking look at her very red ass. Just like she said, it was blistered in places. Rob couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever have a repeat performance.
Had Rob thought about how young and inexperienced she was, he probably wouldn't have done what he did next, but he bent forward a little bit, and took a big swipe at her asshole. She gasped, and her legs shot forward so fast that they slammed into his shoulders.
He immediately started stammering trying to apologize, but before he could, she grabbed her knees, pulled them up to her ears, and begged him to do it again. Just like before, he moved all over the place, but when he got to her ass, she was ready, her legs came around his neck, and he was pulled in tight.
He worked her ass really good eventually making a point out of his tongue, and trying to insert it. She was way to tight for that to happen, but he sure had fun trying. Based on her squeals, she liked it too.
She was gushing. Rob thought, "note to self, get rid of pussy smell on bed before wife gets home." When the time was right, he went to work on her clit, and she went into continuous orgasm. Just like yesterday, when she'd had all that she could stand, she pushed herself away.
She lay there trying to catch her breath, and come down from her orgasmic high. After she had rested for a few minutes, she just had to return the favor.
She got off the bed, down on her knees, opened his pants; he was hard as a rock. She engulfed it, and was immediately rewarded with several drops of pre-cum.
She licked and sucked, even tonguing his balls. She was trying unsuccessfully to get past the gag reflex, but it was still glorious for both of them.
She absolutely loved what she was doing, but began to think about the "other" thing that Rob had done, in the "back." She wondered if guys liked that too, and did she have the courage to give it a try? Her answer was, "HELL NO!"
But the thought wouldn't go away. She wrestled with herself and Rob's manhood for several minutes, then decided, "what the hell?" She grabbed his hips, and began to turn him around.
When Rob realized what she intended, he tried to stop her, but she would would not be denied. She spread his cheeks, give a tentative sniff, followed by a lick. He let out a huge sigh; no woman had ever done this to him before. It had always been a one-way street.
When she started licking seriously, he sagged to the bed, and she followed him all the way down. She knew that he had tried to insert his tongue into her, but she just couldn't bring herself to give that a try. Maybe some other time.
Eventually, she rolled him over, and tongued and licked his balls, the skin between his asshole and balls, his ass again, and then she went all the way down. His dick was partly in her throat, and she seemed to still be fighting a little gag reflex, but she clearly wanted it there, and wouldn't give up.
He finally came, a little of it going right down her throat. The rest ended up in her mouth and she swallowed that. Well, not all because right after, she slid up and gave him a kiss that clearly had some of "him" left behind.
It was his first taste of semen, and it was really OK. As she was leaving, he was, as always, wondering if this was the last time.
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