I said I'd be right over, and got ready to go over. A few days into this trip, and it's going quite a bit different than I thought it would, but hey, ...'m not complaining one bit.When I got there, I only knocked once, before she answered and pulled me inside--locking the door behind her. Right away, we started kissing against the door, and I opened my eyes for a second to see she was wearing unbelievably sexy clothes. Whoever this husband is, he's a maniac for not pleasing this woman, but I. Licked her legs. Licked her ass cheeks and kissed them a lot made them wet my my tongue. Opened her ass cheeks and licked them and her hole. Spit in her whole and fingered her.I kissed her cheeks again licked them. Then kissed her back and lick them. Licked her spinal cord. I was getting hard again. Rubbed my hard dick on her ass and licked and kissed her shoulder. Byte her shoulders. She was loving it.She started sucking my dick again and made it wet and hard we both smooched and were seeing. His conflict may have heightened his sensitivity, or perhaps it was the taboo thrill of fucking his baby girl. maybe it was the fact that she was so small and tight, but whatever the cause, he had never been so hard, so lustful, so driven. His cock felt like it was a mile long and a mile wide as he slowly pumped himself into her. She was enjoying it too, he could hear her faint panting on top of him. He began to stroke her little clit with his thumb, while continuing to hold her body tight to. But she insisted and it eventually became a ritual that every time she finished a paper, Wallace was there. She sat naked except for a thin scarf wrapped around her hips (his idea) as she put the last touches on it, then printed it and put it in an envelope for John. He watched her the whole time, his eyes burning into her, knowing how badly she wanted it and working himself up to a new level of frenzy every time. I sat and watched him, his hands twitchy, standing up now and taking off his.