Picking out two very skimpy sets, one white and the other red, I headed home with my gifts of guilt. My guilt was surrendering to my sexual fantasies ...ith my teen daughter. Walking into the house, I wondered how giving Paige some very revealing lingerie would appease my concerns.The odor of something cooking reminded me of no lunch today; my mind was totally absorbed in the fight between good and evil. In the kitchen, Paige was proving that all the time she spent at Girl Guides and at the home. She smiled at me, her hair swaying loosely around her face. She didn’t wear it braided any longer. Her back arched, her breasts jiggling.Clint arrived a few minutes later, pulling off his t-shirt and showing off his muscled body. Melody threw her arms around his neck, giving him an enthusiastic kiss, his hands gripping her ass. I smiled at the display.I wished Stefani was here, but Clint didn’t want her throwing off the dynamic. Yet. She would get her chance to get back at her parents. She. I remember the first time, with one of those petite white girls they get to tutor the guys like me in high school. I was flunking Math, English, Spanish, you name it. I wanted to quit, but that school says no, no, you stay in the library after school and we'll send a tutor. I was expecting some scrawny Asian boy, but no, they sent little Tina Collins , with her brown bangs, cute smile, and those pale white thighs in short athletic shorts. Tina's trying to show me how to multiply out those. We kept kissing for 10-15 minutes or so. Then, I took her to the bathroom where all the action had started and made her bend over the dressing table. She was in an L-shape with her back still unchained.I caressed her back from under her blouse and completely took off her blouse. She was wearing a black bra underneath. The contrast of her white skin with black bra was driving me crazy. I wanted to fuck her brains out then and there.I unhooked her bra and took it off and grasped her mangoes from.