The instruction is clear.’ She walked over and reached up under her skirt and pulled them down. She stepped out of them and picked them up and tosse...d them into the trash. She came back to the table. ‘Where are all your boxes?’ ‘I rented a storage place. I’d have gone there tonight but it’s locked down after eight.’ ‘You have clothes for tomorrow?’ ‘Yes. I packed a suitcase.’ ‘Get in your car and follow me.’ I got up and went to my truck. I watched her get in her car and I saw Phil follow us. I. He then kissed my buttocks one by one, then nibbled on them. His hands had worked their way to the top of my thigh and he pulled my arse cheeks apart. He then ran his tongue along my hairy valley. I could feel his breathe and the hot wetness of his tongue as he started licking at my anus as if it was an ice cream then after a short while pushing his tongue into my wet man hole I gently moved my hips from side to side as he ground his face against me. He grasped my buttocks digging nails into. I think Mom might be okay with mehaving my hair styled since I've been spending more time as Amanda nowthat I go with her to see Dad. I love the way his eyes light up when hesees me. Being Daddy's little girl is a very special feeling."Mom, I'm home," I said, as I entered the door."Dinner's ready, I'm in the kitchen," she replied.I walked to the kitchen and saw Mom had made fried chicken, my favorite."Wash your hands and then we'll eat," Mom said.I washed at the sink, drying my hands on the. ”The girl in question was standing by herself at the bar, slowly sipping her drink. It was obvious she was the third-wheel to the big tittie blonde that was rubbing her ass on the bouncer-like guy. She was about 4’ 5” and pushing only a hundred pounds. Her hair was dirty blonde, cut in a bob. She was in jeans, not tight to show off any ass, just comfortable. She had on a pull over sweater that did nothing to hide that her breasts were tiny. But she really was cute. I don’t know what made me.