Stella moved her body around and her pussy was so close to his mouth, she could feel the heat coming out of it. Just let him taste it, not to much, sh... sat up on his face. His tongue now entering the pussy lips, she let out a moan. Stella wanted more, she grinds her sweet tasting pussy a little hard into the tongue. It felt so good, she wanted to feel more. Wiggling the pussy more so he can go deeper into her with his tongue, nibbling on the clit. Moaning more now, her hands running down his. She knew about these parties and wanted to come and see for herself.” Larissa blushed and dug her father in the ribs. “Dad!!!,” she muttered. I felt like kissing her. Actually I felt like doing a lot more than that. “Do you have any daughters?” she asked me. “Yep…three actually,” I told her. Fifteen, sixteen and nineteen. “Larissa is almost seventeen,” George interjected. “Are you going to bring any of yours to the next party?” I wondered if he was planning on making a booking,. I started hanging out with students from the Drama club and they soon became my friends.As our final year in middle school went on I decided to take dance lessons to pass the time that use to be for Dallas and Trevor. I was really good at it and it was doing wonders for my body. My ass was still round but I was growing into it and it was becoming more firm and my breast where still a B-cup but they didn’t look so large on my newly developing body. I wanted to confront them ask them why they. That's what I love about my new life: Friends and family. And it's really a blur, because when you get right down to it, the ONLY real family is Alan. And then there's my in-laws and a step-daughter, and those always count as family, but then there's Cindy and Susan and who they bring and it's rather nebulous as to where 'friends' end and 'family' begins and I love it.It was all that: laughing, carrying on, enjoying conversation and food. Nobody upset, nobody drunk, nobody mad, and at the end.