......!" I gasp, my face on fire and that very special, very familiar feeling in the tip of my penis starting to grow."Don't you like it Graham?!" She...laughs, "I thought you'd like my show! This is what you've dreamed of isn't it?!" She laughs again and again as She starts to slide Her skirt up gradually. "I'm not......I can't........I won't be able to hold it Miss......" I'm terrified I'm about to do a full open pants-spunk in front of Her and I won't be able to control it - terrified but oh. She had short, dyed black hair, blue eyes and luscious, pouted lips. She had obviously inherited her mother's tits. They pushed to get out of her t-shirt. She was wearing the shortest shorts that I had ever seen and her long legs were shapely and smooth looking.“Will, this is my daughter Kat.” I nodded at her trying to be cool. She looked me up and down and licked her lips. “Will' s our neighbor. He's been helping me hang pictures.”Kat looked around the room. “Looks like he's not very. That had been exactly what Kathy needed. My technique started in a similar way as I teased my tongue around to map her sensitive spots. Then I aggressively worked each spot with tongue and teeth to bring Debbie to the edge of hysteria. The feeling for her was somewhere between intense tickling and mild pain. Trust me, it worked. I don't think Kathy would have enjoyed it, though. She was enjoying repeating my actions on Debbie. I would start on a spot, and work it until Debbie reacted the way I. ". So for the next couple days you stocked up on a good hardy sounds southern dinner meal, for just me and you. Then 3 days later, I called ya number from the hook up of my night Nip. You "Hello, this is Paula Dean, I "Ooh, baby, you sound Sexy as a mothafucka over the phone Mrs. Dean." Oh Darlin', you can just call me Paula, I'm not married." I "So I heard you been lookin' for a nigga?" You "Well I heard you prefer Older White voluptuous, and I thought just the two of us could get together.