Thoughshe couldn’t hear it over the sound of Britneysinging in her ear, the hoop in her pierced clit wasrattling away, under the pressure of the...toy.She started by gently rubbing the vibe over heralready engorged clit. Each time they met, a shockran through her body, and her juices began to floweven faster. It wasn’t long before her juices weredripping onto the chair. She would occasionallyplunge the toy deep into her folds, only toimmediately retract it and apply it to her. As I was host I stepped forward and started to kiss her lustfully. I'd wanted to fuck her for months and now I was getting to. All that pent up lust was being let out now. My hands cupped her arse cheeks and squeezed her full soft cheeks, then I slid a hand inside her waistband and slid it round the front. Running my fingers down through her bush I cupped her wet pussy. I stopped kissing her and told her "Open your legs!" She did that and I now pushed a finger up inside her. I heard a little. "'Fuck Kim'," she quoted. "I like the sound of that. That's about the best idea I've heard in weeks--months, even." Just then the sound of Garry's piano-playing stopped, and both of us looked toward the closed door. "But not tonight," Kim said. She turned away from me, picked up a bra that was on the floor beside the easy chair and started putting it on. It was a heavy-duty thing with what I assumed was absorbent padding in the cups. "Show's over for tonight, big guy," she said as she lifted. Amy: It seems like it just started raining.Me: Then we made it just in time.Amy: This room is incredible, Dad! It is one long area divided into two parts. In one area there’s a sofa and TV and in another, there’s a king-size bed.Me: Yeah, it is something. It looks like just the one bed in here.Amy: Good! A nice king-sized bed just for you and me so we can snuggle under the cover.Me: I’m going to get changed. You should too.Amy: About that…I didn’t pack my nightie because I thought we’d be going.