‘I didn’t mean to intrude, but baby, you’re too fine to frettin over a man.’ Desiree’s head snapped up. It was just a lucky guess right? ‘...ho said I was thinking about a man?’ ‘Only thang I ever seen that could make a woman scowl like that, baby,’ he called her baby like he’d been doing it for years. ‘I’m not your baby,’ Desiree said coldly. She had enough problems with the men in her life, she didn’t need to add another. Her face tightened when he smiled at her. It was a smile like he knew. I love being there around bath time, lil deb would come out and say goodnight still naked, I couldn't help but admire her young body especially how her pussy lips had developed, nice and puffy, I was always careful not to stare too much, I started noticing that before she would get dressed she would come over to her dad and kiss at his belt buckle, one day she came up to me and planted a kiss right at my zipper, Wayne just shrugged and said "she doesn’t know what's she's doing", this would. "The penny dropped and I quickly reviewed the past few years in my mind, to me there seemed nothing out of the ordinary about them. As far as sex was concerned mum had enjoyed a daily portion, hell I had wanked more times a day than that, I couldn't see what the problem was. As for 'flaunting' herself my mother dressed to please herself not anyone else, well not unless it was in play. Had she been able to see the effect she had on the men she came in contact with I think mum might have really. ‘He’s all yours!’ And so the afternoon ended on a perfect note with me lying lengthwise along one of the side-seats of the yacht, contemplating the azure horizon. Susan had mounted me and with gentle rhythms and great finesse caressed my dick with her cunt walls and lips, moving up and down for a few strokes, then rocking backwards and forwards with me deep inside her so her clitoris rubbed directly against my pelvic bone. Susan herself betrayed with muted groans and facial gestures her.