“The taste of love”, she laughed when she finally ended the kiss, “I adore it, don’t you?” I gasped that I did.She stood, lifted her skirt, ...slowly slipped her knickers down over the clasps of her suspender belt then stepped out of them. Sitting again, her skirt at her waist she opened her legs. She instructed to kneel before her then told me to look at her pussy. The hair there was thick and brown’ like the hair on her head. “This is the seat of my love”, she whispered, “it all begins. Then with one graceful movement she plunged her pussy down over my cock and started rocking back and forth. I grabbed her ass with both hands taking control of her thrusts making her bounce up and down as I thrust my hips upward driving my cock in as deep as I could. Marcie got up and turned around sitting on my cock and started bucking her ass up and down so fast she was just a blurr. I held out for about two minutes before shouting "You're going to make me cum Marcie, I can't hold it any. .." For when... ? For when, what?" ..." Why don't you give me a couple of minutes so that I can finish making the hot chocolate, Linda, and then you can explain to me what's going on."So, after handing out a brimming cup of hot chocolate to each one, she sat down comfortably in her sofa, facing the kids and holding her own cup in both hands, indicated to Linda to start her tale. Linda told her everything, from the time when she had stripped down in front of Tom to show him that there was no. ”“That’s nuts!” I said. “It’s one thing for a dad to tolerate his daughter sleeping with her steady boyfriend. It’s a very different thing to tolerate her being a married man’s mistress!”“And what would you tell Birgit?”“I’d strongly advise her not to do it and I’d encourage her to follow the same rule I do about people involved with others.”“But you’d let her do it,” Jeri said with a smile.“There’s a serious difference between accepting her choices and giving my blessing for them. I bet you.