SO, YOU FOUND MY STASH? MY DAD SAID, "try something on. Maybe, I will like it and try some on as well". I GRABBED MY MY BEST. THE OUTFIT I KNOW I LOOK...THE HOTTEST IN. ALL BLACK. STOCKINGS, PANTIES, SKIRT, GARDERBELT. I TOOK OFF MY CLOTHES AND GOT DRESSED RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF HIM. HE KNOWS, NOW. WHY HIDE? SLIP ON MY STOCKINGS FIRST, GARDERBELT, THEN PANTIES, AND LAST, TIGHT SKIRT. I CHECK IN THE MIRROR TO SEE HOW I LOOK. I LOOK SEXY. MY DAD WATCHED ME THE WHOLE TIME. I THINK HE GOT OFF A BIT.. Certainly nothing to get so rude about." I'm sorry, Edna," my father dryly replies."Bygones," she says, and gets up again, "Here, I got you a gift, too."She hands him a gift-wrapped parcel."Though you can probably already guess what it is," she says.My father sighs as he, too, pulls a dress out from the wrapper. After amoment of silence, my mother reassuringly paths his thigh."Thank you, Edna, it's very pretty," he finally forces out the words."Well?" she says, "What are you waiting for?" If. We established a frantic pace, with my ass jack-hammering up and down between her legs as she moaned and squirmed.Jake got in on the action by wrapping himself around Melanie 's left side and getting his head under my legs and in front of Melanie 's ass as we rode. I could see that he was licking away at something down there, but I could not see whether it was Melanie 's pussy or ass he was working on. His face was only inches from where my cock was pounding into her pussy, so how he avoided. We all held our breath to see what she would do. Suddenly she jumped up and hurried from the room. I thought that she had become embarrassed. I started to go and see about her when I heard music.Bobbie appeared again with her boom box in hand. It was playing the Michael Jackson tune that goes, "Pretty baby with the high heels on..." I noticed that instead of bare feet she now sported a pair of 4 inch red spiked high heels. She set the box on the coffee table and began to strut around LD and his.