I couldn't see what was on the bottom half."Over easy works fine." Coffee?" came Laci's voice."God, yes," I said. "Two sugars. One cream."Laci came in...with a tray. "Do I look like a waitress?" The tray held mugs of steaming coffee and a sugar bowl and little pitcher of cream.I looked. She was wearing a nightshirt, long t-shirt looking thing that ended at the thigh. It did little to hide some rounded curves and a nice pair of titties that despite the absence of a bra, were NOT sagging. In the. When I began to tug the zipper of her dress down she rolled over a bit and I thought for a second she was helping me but then realized she was just making herself comfortable.I slipped both arms out of the dress and lifted her with one arm to tug the dress past her hips. Up till then I had been so engrossed in the effort to undress her that I hadn't really noticed what she was wearing underneath the gown. When I laid her back against the pillow I noticed the sexy white satin and lace bra. It. I’m glad no one can hear how loudly you’re moaning at what my lips are doing to you. You place one leg on my shoulder, granting me better access to your pussy which I take advantage of.You run your hands through my hair as my tongue runs up and down you wet pussy, savoring your sweetness. You try shoving my face deeper and deeper into your wet slit as my tongue licks you faster. I lift you up and carry you to a bit more solid ground where I lay you down and continue licking your pussy.You ask. "I think they went up to the house, Dad," I hear my sister say. “Babe, I think they are coming this way.” “Shh, I’ll be quick. I need this,” he growls. He slips in my willing pussy easily and a moan escapes my lips. Fuck, yes. Almost instantly I feel the sheer pleasure building with every thrust. I can hear his balls slapping against my ass as he picks up the pace and sets a rhythm. I bend forward and rest my hands on my knees and move against him. He inhales sharply, grabs a handful of hair.