I gave him ten minutes to settle into bed before I started to masturbate. I lay on top of the clothes and brushed my fingers over my clit, pushed them... inside of me and sucked them clean. I continued this process for what seemed like ages; always watching my pussy and visualising my dad’s cock entering me. I eventually reached out to my bottom drawer to retrieve my seven-inch dildo and started thrusting it inside me. It was heaven, but it wasn’t hot and real flesh.I wondered what my dad was. I am a little older at 30, athletic in build from various sports, with a rugged kinda stubble look.As the evening went on and I regretted my actions of having words over her not spending much time at home. However, I got lost in the trap that is Saturday evening TV and had sent a few idle texts to her to make up, telling her that I was now feeling a little hot and couldn't wait to make it up to her when she got home. She would ask me how and I went into detail, resulting in her telling me that. As we danced, she got close and handsy. It was the right amount of a show for all plus a turn-on for me, while not going too far. Luci (pronounced Lucy) is a forty-year-old divorced mother of two pre-teens. She is pretty, not gorgeous, but her friendly, bubbly personality makes her a favorite of all that know her. In the office, Luci is much quieter and conservative than me. Here at the party she was literally and figuratively letting her long brunette hair down. She wore a silver sequin dress. He grabbed her; she tried to run away and ripped her dressed from her body. Naked and scared the victim dropped to the floor, her ass in the air, exposing her pussy to the audience.Count Dracula swooped down and covered her body with his cape. Underneath the cape Sally stood with her back to Greg, her bottom cheeks against his satin G-string. She quickly added the make-up and on the beat of the music, he opened his cape to reveal the pale victim completely under his spell.Count Dracula slid his.