He was hungry as I fed him another one and saw a jar of peanut butter sitting on the counter. Then an idea struck me.What would happen if I took some ...f the peanut butter and smeared on my pussy? Would he lick it off? I led him to the living room as I gave him another hotdog. I sat on the sofa as I lifted my dress as I took the jar of peanut butter and spread some onto my clit. I lifted his head and guided him to the goo I had placed on my pussy.I felt his hot tongue as he started to lick me!. I held his prick in my mouth and sucked it just like I would like to have mine sucked. Finally he said "I'm gonna cum".She smiled at me and said " here he cums baby...he's going to squirt...enjoy it, faggot...".She moved her hand to the exposed part of his cock and began to jerk him off into my mouth. I felt his cock twitching and the next thing I knew he was cumming in my mouth.I felt the first squirt of hot cum on my tongue. I purposely let a drop ooze from the corner of my mouth so she could. “Stop! Omygaud stop dad, I can’t breathe!”I stopped tickling her and let her sit up, she was gasping for air, watching me. When I relaxed back on the sofa she pounced. Charlotte launched at me, wrapped her arms around my head then rolled me off the sofa to the floor. I ended up on my back with my daughter sitting on my chest, she had my arms pinned to the floor, “Now what daddy, whatcha gonna do now?” she challenged. I looked at the crotch of her shorts, the material was pulled tight enough I. Up until now, she’d done all the right things. Gone to the best schools, graduated at the top of her class, met all the right people and kept her reputation above reproach. She’d married into money and given birth to two perfect, blonde, blue eyed, kids, just like her… And then she’d met me. I was her Achilles’ heel she’d tell me from time to time. Usually it was while putting her clothes back on, like right now. I lay on the sheets, just watching her dress, my naked body covered with our.