If I diverted my eyes to the TV for too long she would ask me a question so that I would turn to look at her knowing my eyes couldn’t resist a peek ...p her skirt, I just didn’t want to get caught staring.Flo finished her shower and came into the lounge in her clean tee shirt which just about covered her arse and when she bent down in the kitchen she made no secret she was wearing a white thong underneath.Megan finished her homework and Flo told her to go get changed as the pizza was due so. I told the police to call a cab and that Mrs. Thomas was not welcome back on the premises tonight. One of the guys called a cab because they found all their tires flattened. They tried to accuse me of taking their wallets and keys also but I told the officers I had no idea what they were talking about. I turned and went back to the porch. Sue stayed with them until just before the cab arrived.I just stood on the porch and had daggers in my eyes. My wife tried to come up to the porch and talk to. He lifted up, looking completely exhausted, his pants, shirt and hand was absolutely fucking covered in cum. This guy just came a gallon while eating my pussy. I offered him my own thongs to use to clean up, not that they were much help but I think the gesture turned him on. He cleaned himself the best he could. His hairy cock looked red, irritated and worn the fuck out. He drove me back and I don’t think he ever caught his breath the rest of the night. A week or so past with him calling daily. Her candid answer delivered a small jolt to my being, 'Sometimes', I answered candidly, 'he does get hard', and as I spoke I could feel a warmth spread though me.'Mid life crisis', she retorted, her answer both immature and restoring my faith in her ever appealing sexuality. I laughed along with her off the cuff response.'So how often do you give your father a hard-on'?'For ever', she replied, 'how the fuck do you think I get what I want', she continued, suddenly her long white porn nails,.