I never really cared about clothes. I even had to borrow the dress I wore last night from one of my friends so that I would be dressed to go to a part.... It was a bit shorter than I had imagined." She continued: “I really wanted to look sexy – but not too sexy – tonight. What did you think?” Rather than answer, I reached over and began to kiss her. I started softly, but as Missy responded, the kiss began to become much more serious. As we continued to snog, I cupped her breast, and I felt her. So soft and yet so hard. I love the feeling as I slide my lips up and down his shaft. His cock begins to leak precum and I can taste it. Oh yes! Mmmmm it feels so good to be a cock-sucking whore! I reach around and squeeze his ass cheeks and pull him towards me as my lips slide up and down his shaft. I slide my lips all the way to the base, feeling his pubic hairs against my cheeks and nose. I'm glad I have been practicing on my dildo so I can deep throat him. I hear him moan and so I. You're just an old sweetie, aren't you Dick? A perverted old sweetie." She was giggling. "Are you two already downstairs?" It was Erica, coming down the stairway. I quickly stood up, stuffed my limp dick back in my chinos, and composed myself. I whispered to Emily. "Quick, get in my library. When you mother is in the kitchen get upstairs and clean up." She scrambled out, through the archway to my library door, and entered there. I was over by the kitchen counter pouring coffee when Erica. At first you make to hide your breasts, but I tell you, no, move your arms. Your breasts are delightful - - small, but with large nipples, hard with desire. Now, the skirt. You unzip in the back, and lower the skirt to the floor, leaving you in lacy panties, and the thigh high stockings. I tell you to remove your panties. Down they come, but the crotch clings to your sex, your juices having permeated the silk. You swipe them down with your hand, but gravity can only do so much, and you must.