As usual the talk got round to sex, the current prowess of husbands, past conquests, and fantasies. Avril had been with only 6 men in her life and was...very faithful.We then played the truth game and learned a bit more about each other. She divulged that she loved sucking cock, had tried anal a few times, fantasized about black men and still masturbated. I divulged that I still masturbated, had been unfaithful a few times and had kissed girls when I was younger (didn't tell the full truth.) She. My dad then reached up and undid my top. He said, “You don’t need this anymore.” He pulled it off and exposed my young tits. He looked at them. “Oh fuck.” He muttered.Other then my thin flimsy skirt and belt around my waist, I was naked laying on our living room coffee table with my legs spread wide and my naked dad kneeling between them.Dad:I had to see her tits. I had to have the full experience. I pulled her top off and saw them. Perfect perky b-cups. My cock throbbed. I felt her inner. If we wereinseparable earlier we were even more inseparable nowas we danced through song after song. I could hearCharlotte breathing in my ear. After about five songs someone slipped in “We Don’tHave Take Our Clothes Off” by Jermaine Stewart but thelights stayed low. Charlotte chuckled hoarsely in myear. “You know, this is giving me ideas,” shewhispered, sliding a hand down to my butt a squeezingit. I raised an eyebrow. We were on the edge of the dancefloor near. She dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out. To my surprise, she took out my swollen prick in one hand and greedily took me in her mouth. She ran her dick-sucking-lips up and down my shaft slowly at first, but she quickened the pace after only a few seconds. She gobbed back and forth, showing that she definitely had some blowjob skills. She let things get a little slobbery, I could feel her spit dripping down my balls. Now she was using her hand. I stood there, stunned, watching Kat.