I said "No not Barry" and she winked at me. When Barry had finished he went home to wash his hands, and Donna said "Get him back".I rang him and said ...is garage door was unlocked, he came on ten minutes later and as he checked the garage Donna was talking to him. The next thing I knew he was in our kitchen drinking a glass of orange, Donna was asking him alsorts of wierd questions regarding his sex life, and all the answers were like he hadn't had sex much.Donna said "Come upstairs Barry and. Creamy brown with rock hard nipples her breast mesmerizedme. There was something about a black woman’s Tits thatmesses with my head. I looked into my daughter’s eyesagain and knew that somewhere inside was a complete slutlike me. I never looked backed.I approached my only child. With one motion I whipped theremaining covers off her bed and then straddled heragain. I slowly and softly caressed her face, stroking mythumb across her lips.“Why?” she whispered.“Because. Then I had to rip open her blouse and rip off her bra freeing those wonderful tits. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom where I threw her on the bed. Quickly I tied her hands above her head with her bra and blindfolded her with her blouse. I pushed her legs apart and explored her body driving he crazy. Finally, I pulled the panties from her soaked pussy with me teeth and then I put those panties in her mouth to keep her quite. I proceeded to finger her, lick her, working her ass. The voice was medium pitched, too high to be a man's but on the deep side for a woman's. And it was smoky and kind of scratchy at the same time. But that voice just exuded warmth. It was one of those phone sex voices that just made a man start adjusting their shorts and flexing their leg muscles."I don't know Evie. A hell of a lot I suppose. But I'm not a fucking chemist so how would I know," I spat. I hated it when she asked me questions like that and ruined a good prank."Well you should.