She was going to say "God, no!" and I was going to be embarrassed I'd even suggested it, but she said, "Yes."
"Baby, come on. I was joking."
"I wasn't. I'm proud of how good I can suck c**k, and I want to show you."
"Baby, after everything you went though, why would you want to do that?"
"It's because of what I went through that I want to show you. I can still taste all of their c***s in my mouth, even after brushing. It's probably just my crazy brain, but I swear I can taste them."
"And if you put my c**k in your mouth, you'd taste me."
"Yes, I would, but it's better, because it's my daddy's c**k, a gentleman's c**k, not a jerk's cock."
"Good lord, babygirl," I said. This was what she wanted. Or at least, I think it was. She was making all of this up, or some of it, to get me in be
