Mmmm. Delicious. Sweet, hot, fragrant -- dear God, I wanted to eat her so much! Reluctantly leaving her breasts behind, I trailed a line of kisses dow... her taut belly. My conscience tried to remind me that I used to kiss this belly when we roughhoused, when I would hold my little girl and tickle her and give her raspberries on her c***d's abdomen. Had that really been so long ago?Her aroma helped me to ignore reason and morals. It was time to do this, and do it right.I moved down in the bed,. I don’t know what was so interesting about girl’s panties.The only guy I found interesting was Mr. Parson my next-door neighbor. I think he was older than my dad, but he was handsome and always seems happy to see me. His silver-gray hair and deep blue eyes set off his rugged demeanor. He always stopped what he was doing in the yard and talked to me like I was somebody important. I liked the way the looked at me, it was even better now, since my body started to change. He had a big house, but no. Claire got up and sat on the edge of the table which ran parallel to the decking away from the house towards the hot tub and laid back. panting heavily “Oh bloody hell that is cold” she laughed and sighed as she rested herself for a bitPaul looked over to Claire“You are one fucking hot Milf. If my ex wife was half as horny as you I would never of left her”“You’re only saying that cos you’re getting what you want” Claire snapped back“Hey, if memory serves me right it was you who made the first. ‘The storm woke me up, and I couldn’t fall back asleep without you,’ I told him as I walked up to him from behind and started to massage his shoulders. ‘How’s it going?’ I asked. I leaned down to kiss him on the cheek. ‘It’s going pretty well. I woke up with a cool beat going through my head, and I wanted to record it before I forgot it. I even jotted down a few lines of lyrics,’ he proudly told me. Music was Sully’s whole life. He started playing the drums when he was just three years old..