I felt good inside, concerned for Erica, but good. Her taint was squarely over my mouth. Moaning loudly and spasming her legs and pussy hole as I tried to continue to eat her out from behind. Erica at 16. And the water works started. She quickly restarted her oral technique on my raging dick. She calmed down and I lowered the tempo as she recovered. Her turn to panic. She really is on a different level. “Oops, sorry, I meant to order a shirley temple, but forgot” she said, eyeing me sarcastically. “Face it, you old pervert, I’m in love with you” she said with a big smile, wiping her eyes. The waitress took our order, a beer for me and to my surprise, Erica ordered a cape cod. “With somebody else, that’s OK too”. “I’m not worthy” I said, only half-joking. I smiled back. Homeward. Arriving at the ranch, lights out. Erica cried hard for several more minutes and then calmed down. She no longer looked like a teenager passing for an older woman, she looked
