You could see her white legs above the stockings as she walked. Her top opened so much that her nipples were almost exposed and if she turned just a l...ttle they would pop out hard and begging to be sucked. All I could say was, "Wow darling you look good enough to eat"."Honey, if you want too, you will get that chance before tonight is over", she said smiling sweetly as she sat on the couch. It was then I saw that she wasn't wearing panties and her wet open pussy was exposed completely to me. I. "You two could 69 with either one on top and I would find her pussy to fuck." I suggest. You ask Dahlia, "What do you think?". She answers, "I like licking your pussy, so it does sound like fun". "Ok", you agree "But when you get closer, I want you to stop licking my pussy and just enjoy the fucking. You have done a lot here today so you should have something done just for you." How about Dahlia on her back at the edge of the bed with her legs on my shoulders, and you on top with your pussy. "THAT FEELS SO GOOD!" She had to stretch and move her sexy legs without breaking contact with my fingers. So she opened her legs again revealing her entire exposed crotch wiggling down and down to capture my fingers. Her head rolled as she moaned, and then her lovely mouth came back down again to engulf my cock.It became a game to see which of us was going to make the other cum first. Both of us were fully committed to the show we were doing for the driver, who was now turning to look as often. Whoever rang the bell had a lot of nerve. It was past ten and I couldn’t believe a bunch of little kids were trick-or-treating at this time. I put on my bathrobe and, holding the candy jar, I opened the door with an annoyed grin that froze on my face. The devil in flesh sporting a witch’s costume and pointed hat was staring at me; it was my ex wife, Amanda.She was the typical American beauty. Tall, natural blond and blue-eyed, she was a cheerleader when we fell in love in high school. Seven.