Had I left evidence of my fun the previous night? The door opened and I was stunned. My neighbour stood before me in a short, fur-covered grey bomber ...acket and a little white fur thong. The jacket was only partly zipped, leaving her bra-less tits almost bare. “Mrs. Tanner?” I said weakly. “Come in, Dave. I’ve been waiting,” she responded in soft, seductive tone. As the door closed behind me, Mrs. Tanner moved in close. “Go ahead,” she whispered, “Touch it. I know you want to.” Instinctively. Daddy wore a black suit, looking so handsome and authoritative. His face chiseled and strong, his shoulders broad. Even the wings of gray streaking back from his temples through his dark hair made him seem so experienced, so sexy. He moved with confidence. It was no wonder my pussy clenched and my nipples hardened at the sight of him. I gave him a smile, hoping he loved how innocent I looked in my conservative dress and pigtails. I even wore white, knee-high socks that just reached the hem of. “Well it looks like I’m going to have to add another subject to our lesson plan.” She bent over stuffing her tits in his face. “This is called cleavage. Want to taste?” Derek nearly came in his pants. “Yes please.” He slid his tongue along the deep crack of her tits nervously, wishing he could rub his cock in the crack when he was done. She backed off and unbuttoned her blouse, then instructed him to undo her bra. With the stealth and quickness of a pro he had her humongous tits dangling in the. Long and very thick. He walked straight toward me proudly, with a scandalous grin on his black face. Being seated on the bed, my eyes were exactly at the level of his hardened, rippled abs. He was a study in male beauty, black, shiny and perfectly formed. I reached for his hands to bring him to me, but he move my hands directly to his engorged member and together we brought the tip to my mouth. My lips parted and inch by inch he gently began working inward as I continued to sit on the edge of.