My blonde wig with the hair bobbed around myshoulders completed the look.Next, I looked at the fabric I had laid out on my bed to scintillate myman. I...may have only been his whore, and may have only wanted to be hiswhore, but damnit I was going to be the best 4am whore he had ever cameacross...or on!Black stockings held up by a black garter belt, panties on above themin case he wanted to bend me over his favorite chair with the stockingsstill on... A matching black bra to encase my breast. I get a little careless and start rubbing her thigh. She moves a little and I realize what I am doing, but she doesn’t stop me. A little moan comes out and then she says, “I love when you rub my legs. You always make them feel so good, thank you.” “You’re welcome sweetheart, anything to make you feel good.” If she only knew what I really meant by that. The things I would do to her if she weren’t my daughter. I’m only digging a hole for myself. I do not even know why I try. I am in love with. "Owwwww, you are so big."The other girls stopped their conversation as the clearly saw what was happening. We had obviously moved past any semblance of foreplay and I was now slowly impaling their shy friend.I saw tears glistening on Melissa's face as she looked into my eyes."Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.She nodded emphatically "So very much okay. Just emotional." She wiped the tear back and smiled as she reached the bottom of my shaft. She was already leaking wetness onto my balls. . She picked me up at the airport and she was blowing me before we could get out of the parking lot. We went to her house where she was living with her friend Marion. The two of them would happily fuck at the drop of a hat. Marion was working so Julie and I had the house to ourselves and made good use of that because we both knew that later all hell would probably break loose when Marion came home. We fucked in the pool for awhile then moved to the chaise lounges where we fucked till the heat.