Over her shoulder I saw Andrew mimicking her and I was trying not to smirk, as he was indeed a very accurate mimic of the old bat, and I just wanted t... get away from her. Luckily a few more people were arriving in the door and she went over to welcome them and I went over to where Andrew was standing and again was taken back by how handsome he had grown. It's a good thing I wasn't this aware of his appeal when he was my underage student. He looked around for his mother and she was nowhere to be. Just fucking beautiful," he groaned stepping back and admiring her jutting breasts."Okay, now you've had your peek. Now stop. Mom might come back down and catch us," Desiree admonished him, buttoning her blouse back up."Really, what do you want to do the rest of the day?" Really, I want to do you," Ted told her again, "I've been waiting all day to get you into bed." Well, maybe we could have a quickie when mother runs over to the village, but we'll have to be quick because I don't know how long. The gentle softness of his teenaged daughter's busy fingers excited every nerve in his entire body.Suddenly realizing that her father wasn't going to stop her, she moved down and lay on her stomach between his legs, her face right at his crotch. Anxious to taste her own father's cock, she lowered her mouth down toward his lust-bloated prick. It felt so obscenely hard to the girl when she lightly brushed her softly parted lips across his shiny cockhead."Jesus Christ!" he gasped. "Stop that!"No. Like how she keeps crossing and re-crossing her legs as I'm talking, letting her skirt ride up her thighs. Yeah, she knows exactly what she's doing with that, no question. Fine by me. More than fine. I glance down periodically, ogling her luscious pins, make it clear I'm enjoying the view. Old Ken's looking too, although he's trying not to, which is funny. As if. Has the guy even been with a woman his whole life? Seriously doubt it. Brad Pitt he is not."So, all set?" I say, wrapping up. "Sure,.