On the day in question I noticed he was spending a lot more time outside than usual, dividing it equally between his fish pond and his car. The front ...oor to his townhouse had squeaky hinges, so every time I heard that metallic whine I looked up to spy on him. He was tossing objects into the pond – I got the impression they were food pellets of some kind – and just diddling around with his car.I went inside to do something, I forget what, and when I came out he had vanished. So I flopped down. If he hadn’t been there, he was pretty sure she’d have modeled the outfits on the spot. He was surprised she hadn’t anyway. He’d seen more of his daughter’s body in the brief time since they’d moved in then he had in the almost two decades since he’d last given her a bath as a baby. Kelly Ann didn’t go out of her way to flaunt her various states of undress before him, she just wasn’t too worried about hiding them either.There had been Margo’s new outfits. A woman of her age ought to know better. I slid down off my bar-stool and put one hand on each of her firm thighs, then knelt down in front of her. My head rested neatly between her legs, her pussy perfectly positioned in front of my face. I leant forward, breathing in the aroma of her, and felt her hand grab my hair. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick at her labia, flicking over the folds and running my tongue up the gash between them. Julie squeezed her legs together, and I felt my head cushioned between the pliant flesh of her. We were sitting on 2 sitter seats. She asks me what I do and all blah blah. The journey was ab. 1 hour. So we keep talking and then she asks me whether I have a girlfriend. I said I do have then I realise sum man staring at her boobs as she was wearing deep neck top.So I scold him in other way where u looking at and all. She thanks me with a cute smile and holds my hand. Now the real story begins. She keep talking with me like we friends like besties and still holding my hand and pinching me.