My thinking was interrupted by the sound of my phone receiving another text. “Well, I should be privileged enough to see them big tits, I was the fi...st to see and touch your pussy, I should get to see them too! ;)” reading this I began to smile, he really was flirting with me, or was this just his way of joking with me? “Well maybe one day you’ll get to ;)” I replied. As I sent this reply I felt my stomach churn. Was I taking it too far now? He took his time replying to this one, which worried. You hug me and say, "I been waiting for you Daddy, I have been thinking about you and how you ate my pussy last night. I want to return the pleasure you gave me so I made a video of myself that I hope you will like. Would you like some whiskey?"I say yes I would and you strut over and pour me 3 fingers of Makers Mark and a chaser of Pepsi. As you work your way around the kitchen and i watch my cock gets hard and you glance slyly and you take pleasure in knowing the effect you have on me.You. Her eyes were looking back at mine. I smiled and she turned around and we kissed again. Marge lifted my pullover and tossed it on her bed. We kissed again holding each other tight. We were skin to skin, her breasts flatting against my chest. I slipped my hands inside her shorts, she wasn't wearing panties. I squeezed her ass cheeks and pulled her tight to my body.This whole time not a word was spoken between us. We didn't need words to tell each other what we wanted.Marge dropped to her knees,. "Take it from me sweetie, you are", she said.Nothing like stroking a teenagers ego that's for sure, I never really expected her to suck my dick, the only thing I had on my mind was her pussy but I'm not complaining.While she scooted back up and put her head on the pillow and laid back to breath I worked my way down after quickly sucking her titties and arrived at her neat little snatch. She didn't shave but she obviously kept it trimmed, there was just a tuft of light blond hairs covering her.