Selma was busy trying to unzip my Pants and take my dick out. I found her to be wet, in fact she was drenched and as soon as my fingers touched her sl...t she almost yelled Daaaad….I was afraid that somebody may have heard us…. The tension of all this was too much. My fingers found her clit and I started to finger her , she said “oh, dad, please, oh, God, Nooooooo.”. Her climax was her second and she was so active that she yearned for more…I asked her was it good…she said Wow….and before I could. Nudging my head to the side you kissed my neck and then nibbled on my ear lobe, sending tingles down my whole body, making me moan."How about we forget about dinner and go straight to dessert?" You said softly in my ear. Your warm breath caressing my skin."I didn't really want dinner anyways." I whispered through soft moans, my breathing started racing. You fingers left mine and started trailing up my back, the thin material of my singlet barely shielding you're cold skin, making me shiver. Hence it was in this very relaxed frame of mind that I dined with Lyn and Greg at their invitation about a week after I’d arrived.“We received a phone call from Tony and Meg today asking after your well being” Lyn stated. I responded positively extolling their virtues as such good friends and their inspiration in setting me on this track I my life. “Yes” Lyn smiled. “Meg told me you were very close and she hoped you weren’t missing out on some of life’s little adventures that you seemed to. She was wearing a very short navy blue mini skirt, a thin pale blue blouse with no bra, black stay-up stockings and five inch heels. Vivian, her long blonde locks falling in loose curls down around her face, entered and stood obsequiously bowed head in front of Tiffany’s desk for a moment, then without saying a word she started to unbuttoning her blouse, pulling the lapels aside to reveal a nice firm pair of C cup breasts, her newly pierced nipples were standing proud and hard, if a little.