“It’s too short Lisa” I said sternly, “I can see your arse” I continued as she arched her back making her arse stand out more exposing a lit...tle more, “But daddy, it’s not too short” she sighed, “Can you really see my arse daddy?” and she was now so close that I could smell her, I stuck my tongue out and gently touched her crack, she jolted “What are you doing daddy? she asked looking round, her face looked confused, “I was just proving that I could see your arse” I replied sternly as I felt her. May?" he stuttered. "Don't you think you should, ah ... do something with ... them?" Are you tired of looking at them already?" she pouted prettily."I don't think any man would ever get tired of looking at them," he said breathlessly. "But they're driving me to distraction and I'd hate to think of what they would do to some poor sailor who just happened to walk past." You don't think he would like them?" she asked, her eyes half lidded and a sultry smile on her lips."Oh, I know he would, but I. As Lisa answered it became obvious to Layla that she somehow had missed the signs that must have come from her friend earlier in the evening, as she looked back at Lisa she was greeted by a deep gaze. This was unexpected and in momentary surprise, Layla did not break this gaze for what seemed like minutes, but was probably that of seconds. Layla had conjured images of kissing Lisa so many times in her head that she convinced it was a confined only to her own thoughts, but here, right now. " Her sweet faint voice was pure music to my horny brain. "No problem." She shook her head causing her long brown hair to sweep over her narrow shoulders. As if she lived here, she walked right into my home. "What’s the emergency?" "It’s nothing too bad." I stared at her round ass as she walked into the living room. "Actually, I have something I would like to show you first." I felt cold streams of sweat run down my sides from my soaked arm pits. I motioned for her to sit as I.