Oh my name is Marce and her name is Shari .... some of you know us already. Let me tell you about our sexual excapdes. I have been sucking cunts since...1994 and introduced Shari to the lez life in 2001 . The night i turned her on was hot... I started by offering a nice glass of wine while I gave her a massage. She quickly relaxed as I am good with my hands . She knew that with a massage came some skin exposure so she wasn't too startled when I moved her towel away from her hips. She was wearing. Steph babe, my dad walked towards me. No Dad. We cant do this. Gosh this was wrong on so many levels. Moms home hello. Did you forget? Put that thing away before she comes in and sees her husband molesting their teenage daughter. What has gotten into you? I put up my hands to keep some distance between us. I knew normal high school girls didnt talk to their dads like I did but to be honest nothing about our father-daughter relationship was normal. Baby, Mom went to the store. Its just you and. Certainly not me, I am all alone and I have no one. As the thought provoked me, I was startled from my erotic train of thought by the rustling of the leaves from the tree limbs above the patio. How nice was it to have the swirling of the leaves cooling the night before me. I had showered earlier and there I sat in my satin robe—nothing underneath.I spread my legs generously taking in the fresh air from the welcomed breeze. I was empowered as I reached to confirm the slight gush of creamy. She wanted her boyfriend to see, and learn. Her boyfriend Dan had no idea. He knew how to fuck her but for his satisfaction. She said she couldn’t get her over the edge. She was a little embarrasses talking to me about it with me. She started to submit to me and she didn’t know it. I just listened and observed Deanna. I started to see her lust for sex, for my cock, Dan’s cock, any cock. She was much like her mother. Carrol and I always enjoyed an open relationship, no questions asked. I think.