Feeling rather tipsy I went about getting ready, I didn't know what to wear, least as possible came to mind, less is always best. A simple black dress... black knee high boots and my winter coat. I'd had a bit of a dilema with my makeup, should I apply or not ? In the end I applied a light layer, I don't think I've ever gone out anywhere without it in a long time, but I had the idea that there would be some smudging going on but what the hell, my makeup never stays on in any kind of session so it. . we have never ... Uh, never ... Been alone together.” I stuttered.He leaned forward slightly, looked me directly in the eyes and spoke very calmly, with no hesitation in his voice.“Brian, my wife and I love you as if you were our own son. One of the reasons for that is the way you always treat the both of us with respect. You’re the finest young man I know personally, I have complete trust in you. I know you will treat my daughter with the respect she deserves. But with that said, you’re both. I took that as an invitation & slid my dick straight into that wonderful hairy shrouded hole as she squeezed me tightly with both arms around my back.I thrusted myself into her slowly, pulling all the way to the tip & back in as far as possible with very stroke. She was biting my lip & then began sucking my neck like a vamp as I pushed a bit deeper, harder & with more pace. I couldn't have cared less who walked in, nor do I think Lianne would either.We fucked really steadily & I'd felt her. She stacked everything on the bed in the guest room, and then went on a house cleaning frenzy until, suddenly, it was past time for her to start getting ready.She took a quick shower and then had time only to get dressed and put on minimal makeup. The bra gave her problems because while the tag said it was a C cup, it fit like a BB. As a result her breasts rode high in the cups and her nipples threatened to creep up out of the lace. There wasn't anything she could do about it, though. If she.