It was not working. My parents had left an hour ago, it was very close to when Patricia was supposed to be showing up, and I was beginning to panic.... Ah well, might as well enjoy my Friday, right? I thought, logging onto my laptop in the living room. After a few minutes of searching, I'd finally found an appropriate video. My arousal grew quickly, and within moments I unbuttoned my jeans and began rubbing myself over my thong. I ran my other hand over my tight black shirt, teasing myself. My desire for you evident... your mouth leaves my breasts... kissing softly down my stomach... your tongue gliding over my skin as it moves lower... your hands caressing my thighs... your touch driving me crazy... your lips moving along the inside of my thigh... can you feel the excitment ripple through me?... your lips kissing upward... my hips trying to get closer to you... my fingers gliding over the sides of your face... you raise your head... to look into my eyes... you lower your head.... ..her pink panties dangling still. "Hold it for me, out wide like this," he went on, spreading it wide, nodding to me.I raised my hand and gripped my wife's bony ankle, the panties dr****g my own wrist. My heart was hammering as I followed his gaze down to his cock...seven inches, maybe thicker than mine, a bend to the side. "...Come on, wider," he snapped, again combing his fingers through that thatch of dark hair.I pulled the leg over a bit, still looking at this man's penis as it rubbed into. I rested my hands on her stomach, gently stroking up and down as I licked her private flesh."See this?" I asked, my tongue pointing to Kira's little clit, "that's the spot she really likes to be licked. Be gentle, though. Not too much, unless she wants it. Build up to it, let her know with your tongue how turned on it makes you to know her this way." I began to circle my daughter's nub, the little button hardening, barely visible under its hood. Kira strained and grew more tense, louder, with.