I asked her if it was okay if I kissed her. She looked down and said yes. I took her in my arms and kissed her nice and deep feeling her respond to ...e as a hungry woman. When I stopped she was breathing hard. I must really go now she said. I said that is fine but I would like you to come back tomorrow evening. As we were at the door I reached up and whispered in her ear to wear something for me tomorrow something sexy. She quickly turned and left. The next evening she arrived in a black. It was the same dress that she had worn when the pastor had shaken her hand after Sunday service and had spent an awful long time peering down the low cut front, looking at the swell of her tits held up by the lacey bra which was also in view. The pastor, being 'on duty' wore his cassock, the one which buttoned all the way down the front.They sat opposite each other in his vestry office and the pastor began the meeting by saying that given this was a sort of official church gathering that they. They were even tighter than I had imagined and gave me a little fight. I peeled them down over her ass and down her legs to her ankles. Wondering what to do next I simple lifted my daughter up into my arms and got up in the truck. I laid her on the stretched out blanket then I removed her shoes, managed to get her jeans off of her feet, and put them near her T-shirt. As she lay there I admired my nearly naked daughter. She still hadn’t said a word to me so I simple reached out and hooked my. Tracy was an old friend of Nick’s Mom and she insisted it was the least she could do. She had plenty of room and neither she nor her two daughters would mind having him as a house-guest.As he stepped up to the doorstep of the large house with his bags, and heard the cab pull away, he smiled and tingled with excitement, thinking about the days and possibilities that awaited.A few moment after he pressed the doorbell, the door opened and there she was – Tracy Burnwell, one of the hottest MILFs on.