Patty stood breathlessly on the porch trying to make up her mind what to do. She couldn't call the police or anyone else unless she was certain what w...s going on.She had to find out.The confused young girl took a deep breath and backed slowly down the front steps. She began to walk cautiously around the house towards her mother's window. As she picked her way through the untended clumps of high grass next to the house, she could see a beam of fight streaming into the darkness from her mother's. "Sure, Mom gave me a list of excuses I could use for being back in town — setting things up for Christmas, last-minute shopping — but I know the real reason. Hi, I'm Kasey, by the way."Carrie smiled warmly at my daughter."I've heard a lot about you," she said. "Your father talks about you all the time."Kasey shifted her gaze toward me."What?" I asked."Sharing family details all ready," she said. "Way to go, Dad!"I rolled my eyes."We have spent seven hours in a car over the past two days," I. Being an Indian man I could never take a cue. She climbed the stairs and I walked right behind her…looking at her inner thighs. Before she inserted the key, she stepped back to pickup the flyer on the door…as she did that her delicious butt, bumped on to my crotch….my cock was very hard…she felt it…and I felt her ass crack against my cock. I don’t know…I was shaking…this is John’s wife Nora…and this couldn’t be possibly happening. She didn’t do anything…just stood there…my cock sandwiched. My tongue strokes were all around her vulva, but gradually concentrated on her clit. In addition I slid my first and second fingers into her vagina, palm upwards, seeking for the slighty rough spot that I had read about. I think I found it, and massaged that quite firmly. I dimly heard her words, as she had clamped her thighs over my ears."What the bloody hell! Danny! What are you doing to me? It's fucking wonderful!" I went for the prize. Fastening my lips over her clitoris I sucked as hard as.