In fact they were both living in the same house, Claire's.After leaving school, Claire had started working at a factory where her administrative skill... eventually got her a job as a secretary. At twenty-one she was married, and within a year gave birth to a son, Mike. The marriage plodded along, with both Claire and her husband soon realizing they'd made a mistake marrying young. When Mike had turned eight in 1995, his parents divorced. It was a relatively amicable split - they both agreed to. My breath shuddered a bit and he deepened the kiss; his hands moved up my arms to my head and grabbed my curly hair. Breaking the kiss, I moved up and straddled his lap. Smiling down at him, I pulled my top over my head. He ran his hands around my back and up my sides to hold one tit in each one. He took first one and then the other hardened nipple in his mouth. He bit down just a bit harder and made me moan.Then he raked his finger nails down my back.Suddenly he pushed me back off his lap and. On the other hand," he smiled, "if you want sex I am fully at your disposal." Well, of course!" giggled Tracey. "But what about Sharon?" Oh, I can manage the two of you, but you can always call room-service if you think you need more."This was the girls' introduction to free sex on demand in Throb. An introduction they accepted with no extra prompting. They had never had such a virile and obliging sex partner in all their previous life. His prick was rock hard and stayed that way for almost all. "Yes Daddy, I'll be ready.Is there anything you want me to wear special?" "High heels, that's all." "Yes Daddy, whatever you want, Daddy." I moaned as I jumped up from the couch,and made my way toward my bedroom closet. Daddy hung up after I gave him directions to my apartment. I immediately stripped down to nothing and found my sexiest, black high heels. After i put them on I ran my hands up and down my long, smooth legs as I looked in the full length mirror next to my bed. I looked good, I.