She felt his hot mouth close over her drooling slit."Yes! Yes! Oh, Daddy! Oh, fuck, yesssssssssss!", she squealed.Don onto the girl tightly as Melissa...squirmed her hairless little twat against his unshaven face. His whiskers tickling her tender flesh made it all the more exciting for her. His daughter's cunt tasted delicious, and as fast as Don sucked and licked her musky juices, more and more seemed to form, running freely into his greedy mouth.Melissa's tiny rump writhed and twisted in her. We were getting more and more comfortable. I on the other hand was losing patience. One day at night when she changed into her sleeping clothes. She came near the bed and said in a kinky tone "Are you ready bro". I grabbed her and pulled her shorts off then i spread her legs open. She was trying to hide her pussy, i moved her hands and burried my face in her pussy. I was licking her pussy, she tried to stop me saying we are going too far but i didnt care. After some time she stopped resisting. I ran in the den and asked what was wrong...playing it dumb. She said the damn cooler leaked all over my long pants and shirt. I said well didn't you bring other cloths , she said yeah but just a short denim skirt and a white wife beater. I said well, wear that , she said my bra is wet too, I returned with " don't wear one". We headed out to the truck with her in a tight white sleevless t shirt and a denim skirt that came down about three inches below her ass cheeks.She also had on her hiking. She had always maintained that in order to truly be at home in your own home it had to reflect your personality. Of course, it was this very approach that made her a hot favourite with the housewives she encountered. As a result, a crucial part of her technique was the fancy dinner she was treated to by her clients, in order for her to gain a deeper understanding of their lives. It was over these dinners that she usually won the husbands over with her dazzling smile and sharp wit. Gemma.