We kiss deeply, your hands on my ass, pulling me in close. Your hips pressing, I can feel the mound of your sex.I reach down between us, feeling for y...ur panties, fumbling a little, I slip my fingers under the gusset, slowly pulling your panties down. You step out of them and I caress the mound of your moist sex, feeling your hips move forward.I lower you on to the floor carpet and move my mouth down over the gentle slope of your mons, slowly rubbing it, and then running my tongue up and down. ..don't worry you're with people that care about you and will take care of you...' I nodded my head and answered '...yeah, OK...' My rescuer pressed down on the back of my head till I engaged his penis again. I suddenly felt myself being moved around and a cool breeze over my buttocks, I thought to myself {why am I on my knees sucking...and who is this...' I stopped and raised up on my knees and tried to focus on the face of my partner. He spoke to some one who came up and pressed a glass of. Part 4 of my evil plan - I called simply "Fuck me Daddy" started off well but not all plans go to plan.Whilst mom & Steve were on their honeymoon, I had moved out & rented my own unit. On their return I asked Steve to come over & help me with some renovations. Steve was reluctant after the wedding incident but mom, knowing no better told him to get his arse over & help his baby daughter out.When Steve arrived at my door I wasted no time in letting him know my intentions, i greeted him at the. " That doesn't exclude hijinks," Carly said slyly."Maybe these days," Liz replied with a wink. "That wasn't so much in vogue when I was back in college."She was about ten years older than Carly, who was in her late twenties and could have been her sister. Both were slender blondes with light eyes, Carly's blue and Liz's a pretty hazel. Liz's hair was cut in a smart, shoulder length bob, while Carly's hung halfway down her back, but Liz was curvier from her two kids and about three inches taller.