She wore it like a very short dress over her skimpy underwear. Carol would sit on his couch cross legged, knees spread wide. He sat in a chair looking...at her and making small talk. I'd sit beside Carol and rub her legs. John had a stuffed dog on his couch. Carol would casually move it back and forth suggestively between her legs. We could see her sexy underpants. At home we kept up our fantasy talk about her fucking him. We often stayed very late at his place. Carol would still be wearing the T. I slowly unbutton your blouse and pull it from your body. I again stroke your back and neck and remove your bra. You tease up immediately but never say a word. I bring one of my hands up your skirt touching your inner thighs until I reach your panties. These I pull down to your feet. At last I remove your skirt and you are standing facing away from me totally nude. I tell you to get onto the bed and close your eyes. You hesitate and I pick you up and place you onto the bed.I take from my pocket. "Feeling her up," " Bill answered nonchalantly. "She's got great tits and I like how they feel." Natalie, what do you see in him?" Tiffany demanded."I'll show you," Bill said in an authoritative voice.He unzipped his fly and pulled out his rock-hard, nine-inch tool."That's what she likes, don't you Natalie?"Tiffany was staring and was completely non-plussed."Show Tiffany how you like to suck it, Natalie."Natalie was blushing crimson, but she knew what fate awaited her if she failed to perform.. I let out a gasp and wondered how I would cope with his enormous cock but I needn’t have worried. My Dad was an excellent lover and before I knew it he had his head between my legs and his tongue brought me quickly to my second orgasm in seconds. He continued to lick my virgin cunt, and I thrust my pelvis into his face wanting more of this new feeling but impatient for the cock I had held briefly in my hand. Dad told me later I was just like Mum – didn’t need much foreplay – just wanted to feel.