People wouldn't understand, my darling. They would think... well that..." he spoke with his face red and his stif member still swelling to great propo...rtions. I was weting his shorts, my slit was driping with excitement!"No way! I like to be dressed in short dresses, and I like to sit on your lap. What people have to do with this?" I asked with a coy look in my face."Well, y-you are a beautiful young girl and I am a man... sometimes people can't see that we are father and daughter, or they see. I lap at your insides, sucking your juices into my mouth, but I want more. I grab the bottom of your legs, lifting them high so I can press my face tighter against your mound and shove my tongue deeper inside you. I’m even surprised to feel the rough area of your g-spot as I lap at you as well. You can’t control your hips and I have to hold you down to keep my tongue inside you. I let go of your legs, and pull my tongue out of your sweet pussy. I lick at your wet lips, trying to lap up. Maybe the nightgown was, after all, striking and exciting.“Doralee, I want you”“I want you too, Lucille”Lucille sucked her boobs for a while, sometimes kissing the other longhaired women whilst doing it. The hairdresser, as well, slowly removed her skirt, as she put her own boobs bare, as Doralee went gunning for it.“I am crazy about these boys here!”Next, the two girls involved in what could be called as a ‘boob 69’, which is a 69 but instead of pussy, the girls licked each other’s tits. Not. I didn’t make him suffer long, maybe a minute, before I decided the tease was enough and looked up from my book.“Oh Tommy! God you startled me! When did you get home honey?” I said feigning surprise that he was right there in front of me.“I-I just got home,” he said, his eyes still bugged out looking at his scantily dressed mother.“How was work today sweetie?” I said, tracing my red-tipped finger along the top edge of my gown.“Wh-why are you dressed like that?” he said astonished at his.