Dave whowas at the end of the row was only partially covered and was at that pointsporting a partial erection. Suddenly like a hammer blow to the fore...ead everythingfell into place and the previous evenings events crystallised in my minds eye.Images played out on a silver screen somewhere in the back of my head – imagesof me and these four guys fucking – MY GOD – this time my dreamhadn't been a dream. I had to think – I had to get out of here and thinkthis through. I grabbed my overcoat and. As we passed through the door, still kissing and my cock getting harder than I thought it could get, I turned off the light. A few more steps and she fell onto the bed. I dropped to my knees, spread her legs and pussy and began licking her clit.Pushing the clit hood back and exposing her hard swollen clit I licked and licked to the rhythm of her moans. She started moving her hips as her orgasm was building to its peak. Then she suddenly let out an all mighty moan from deep down, bucked her hips. "Steve frowned. "What for mother?"Merilee sat forward again to look her new daughter in the eye."It is said that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. You arethe spitting image of me at your age. Objectively, you really could bemy daughter. Not to toot my own horn but, when I was your age, I wasconsidered quite a dish. I had long blonde hair very similar to whatyou are wearing. It's our Swedish background. By the way, I take it asa compliment you went with the full figure look. . Suddenly, I heard a friendly female voice. "Can I help you?" Who'd said that, I hadn't seen anyone. I did a classic double-take, looked around. Then I backed up, and saw the voice's owner. A very nice African-American girl. Short hair, w/ blonde highlights on top. Sweet little face, and nice curves from what I could see, as she was knelt down and putting merchandise on the lowest shelf. She looked small, perhaps 5' 2" or so. But nicely put together, and in her black top and hot-pink jeans.