It was already getting hard again and I could tell he wanted me to start sucking. I don't think he was aware of his father's presence but he was about... to get a chance to find out."Son, if you don't mind I think your mother would like some of this."Rick moved over as his father tapped him on the shoulder. He sat back on the sofa as his father moved in to take his place. "Here honey, suck on this! I think you have seen this before."I grabbed Don's cock and pulled the hard, thick piece of meat. He reached out and grabbed her arm to stop her. He unzipped her dress and slipped it off her shoulders. It fell to the floor and he smiled when he saw that she was dressed as he had told her to dress the previous day.Dan was wearing a robe with nothing under it. He sat in the chair and opened the robe. He was half hard and Adrianne looked at him with rage in her eyes. Dan pointed to his cock.Adriane walked to him and knelt before him. She gave him one last look of rage before she took him into. I smooth my hand over her arm, watching her nipples harden to sensitive tips. She licks her lips, watching me watch her and I wonder where the shy pixie from last night has gone, replaced by this seemingly uninhibited siren. Her hand smooths over my chest and down. I raise a sceptical eyebrow as her hand travels still further, tracing her fingers over the arrow of my hips, teasing my abdomen, just out of reach. I feel my cock jump just slightly, her touch arousing me without much effort.My eyes. I needed Amy to hook andunhook my bra, anyway and zip me up when necessary. While I sat down to pullon pantyhose, which I did everyday, Amy would stand and wiggle into a pair oftight jeans. I preferred to wear skirts and stockings because ladies jeansand dress slacks were uncomfortably tight and unforgiving in the crotch area,and tucking myself back and "in" for concealment for any length of timebecame very painful and a nuisance. Pantyhose and/or panty girdles under askirt worked just fine. I.