And I did!I take my hands off your hips.The only contact we have now is my lips and tongue on your ass.“I want to bring you to orgasm while I lick a...d kiss your ass.“Would you like that sweetheart?”I move one arm between your legs.I tease your vagina with the tip of one finger.I keep licking and kissing your ass cheeks.You are very accomodatingAnd very moist on my finger“Like that sweetheart?“I can stop if you want me to.”To tease you I stop.Instead I tease your nipples with the tips of two. "Don't they always!" That was the first time that Marcie was even aware of me. She took little notice of me, at first. I was just horning in. Her glance was cool, but not dismissive. I think she saw me as just another person who might be sympathetic but would be of no help to her.It was my first real look at her. I saw a quietly attractive black-haired woman who might have been edging toward beautiful if the lines in her face weren't edging toward despair.She had a nice womanly shape, as I. There were some really good looking guys out there. She liked their profiles knowing full well they were out of her league. Then about ten profiles in she started seeing her worst nightmares. Everything you can imagine from costumes, to men clearly cheating on their wives, to men holding their packages. She read a profile that stated “Move in with my mom and I. Serve her during the day and me at night”, Oh my god is this real she wondered? Do people really act like this, or have I just entered. We’re such bad Catholics for even having them, anyway, but yeah, you’re gonna be a Daddy twice over now, bro. Talk about being papi, right?” Maria winked as she creamed herself all over again from just speaking of it.“Well, then, to be fair, it’s probably best if Dad gets the next chance with Christine. If she’s cool with it, that is,” I proposed.“Try and stop me, babe. Your Daddy is a DILF,” Christine coined her own term.“A DILF?” I puzzled now.“A Daddy I’d like to fuck!” Christine exclaimed.