Her pussy is beautiful…not to much hair…already wet with desire. She leans forward and I take her nipple into my mouth again, as my hand slides up... her leg. I don’t touch her pussy yet, just let my hand rest on her leg next to her crotch. I plant warm kisses on her breasts and belly as I work my way down her body…as I reach the triangle of hair, I put my hands under her legs and lift them over the arms of the chair…giving me complete access to her whole pussy. Looking up at her, our eyes. But he was a nice guy and I enjoyed being around him and often helped him with a paper route on the weekends that was done with his car, kinda nice compared to the routes I had that were house to house- lugging heavy papers in a paper bag. I would end up spending a lot of time at his place just hanging out watching tv and talking about whatever. Sometimes we didn’t talk much as it was almost like I lived there at times and he was busy doing odd project with audio and video that he did as a job. It all started to evolve as time went on, and eventually I found myself in his room on his bed masturbating furiously thinking of him fucking my brains out. Not as just another woman, but as his daughter."Like what you see Dad?"I giggled at him, and he just grinned at me, glanced down at the massive tent in his house coat, and looked me right in the eyes still grinning."Honey I don't think I have to say much, but I will. I don't think I have ever seen a more beautiful body in my life, your body. Theintensity of this whole experience was draining and she needed to relax a bitbefore continuing. He wolfed down the crackers and cheese and drank a glassof water. Time was running out and he hadn’t set up the bed. He quickly went tothe bathroom and then went into the bedroom where the bag of straps was. Layingface down on the bed as he reached over the side to tie the strap, he did nothear her come up behind him. Smack went her hand on his ass as she told him “ you’relate ”. He quickly got.