She closed her eyes and spread her legs. But instead of feeling the heaviness of a man’s body on her own, she felt the soft touch of his lips at her...vulva. The sensation was so unexpected - actually, she had never experienced cunnilingus in her life once - that she let out a short shout, so that Greg stopped. “You don't like it, sweetie?” “No, no, I do … I mean I have never …. but I am so dirty down there.” She objected. “First, you are not dirty ‘down there’, Lola. I love the taste of a wet. So we both sat there with him stroking his cock furiously as I rubbed my clit. With a gleam in his eye he pushed my head towards his hard cock and, needing no encouragement, I proceeded to start sucking.I was in the process of jerking and sucking his cock when he spotted someone walking towards us. But instead of warning me he let me carry on gobbling his stiff shaft. With my head bobbing up and down on his cock and oblivious to everything else around, unknown to me he had motioned to. "Did you ask her yet?" she asked."No," said Bob "I'm not sure this is the right time." Yes it is. Now hurry up. The tea is almost ready and it needs to be drunk right out of the pot, while it's nice and hot." She turned around and went back into the kitchen. She looked over her shoulder and told her husband to come with her."What on earth is going on around here?" moaned Cecelia. "She's acting so strangely!" It was a stupid idea I had," growled Bob. "I came over here to ask your father for your. His warmth and that feeling, made me comfortable with a new feeling of being desirous, and his hand slid between our bodies, his fingers probing me as the back of his hand brushed his daughters buttocks, he had no shame, nor I, as he pushed his hand between my thighs and lifted my leg, an easy task as I moved with him, and his huge penis, glided down my buttocks and slid in between my thighs, he relaxed my upturned leg back into position, letting the softness and warmth of my inner thighs,.