To go with that, she was wearing a black skirt which was truly a mini skirt and the panties underneath was nothing more than a string bikini or you co...ld call it a thong. Being at home she just picked a pair of branded sandals to be ok to go with and complete her outfit.Hearing his car pulled in the driveway, was a nervous moment and she fought with the idea to go with the plan or not. She looked out to see him walking up the sidewalk towards the stairs and her resolve strengthened to have him. ‘Well, either you’re not that good or you don’t have ambition. But I had you checked out too. You used to live with a lawyer, Susan Stein. She died. She left you money, enough to buy your flat. People say you’re good, that you deliver and that you’ve done more than a few features like this. You did a spell in Iraq.’ I nodded. ‘That was just after Stein died. Did you hope to join her?’ I stood, picked up my recorder and put it in my bag and turned to leave. ‘That was how I felt when my Dad. Her whispered moans told me that I was doing something right, and her hands helped to guide and encourage me.“How’s that smooth pussy?” Dad eventually asked between licks.“Heavenly!” was my one-word response before returning my full attention to the warm delicacy before me. Without the barrier of her pubic hair to hinder me, my tongue was able to explore the full range of her mons. I took great pleasure lapping hungrily at the previously-hidden flesh lying above her hooded treasure, and spent. We had enjoyed our usual session down the lane on that previous Thursday.We didn't normally get a chance to do much on a weekend as what with a new job during the week and then spending time with Maria and baby Steven on the weekend that was it my diary was full. However this Saturday Maria informed me at short notice she would be going for a girls night out, with some old school friends. She'd arranged to take Steven to her mum's for the night to give me a break too. It was an ideal.