Only Daddy could fully sate me.So, here I am, again glancing at the pix of his dark and muscular, black frame. Each time that I look at them, I rememb...r how certain parts of him felt to my touch. The ridges and clefts, the dark hairs on his forearms, the muscles in his ass, his hard thighs and back, his firm grip on my shoulders, his fingertips pinching my nipples...and oh, gosh yes, the girth and density of his perfect dick in my mouth, or pussy, or ass. I became enveloped by vivid memories of. A reprimand for inattention. ”I might have to spank you.” She heard the smile in his voice, not a smile that made her doubt the sincerity of his threat, but a smile challenging her to do just that. She was glad to oblige, to fulfill his every pleasure - in the end, that was all she desired for the evening. So when his lips tried to find hers, she averted her face, denied him the access he demanded. His reaction was immediate and breathtaking. A sharp series of slaps were alternated on her. "You mean that?" she asked, "You will be yourself with me here, not treat me like some stranger?" Of course," I promised, "we are family."To prove my sincerity, I stood up and removed my robe, sitting back down totally naked, the way I would have been if I were alone."Oh God, Marie," she gasped, "your boobs are gorgeous, and not sagging in the least. Are you really two years older than Mom?"I nodded, pleased at her flattering comments."And you shave too?" she queried, "or do you wax?" I shave,". Other men picked up the hand clapping, and within seconds the entire room was applauding my mother. They were paying respect to her for her daring dress, and the classy, dignified and incredibly sexy manner in which she carried off the presentation of herself and the pride she showed in her exposed body.Dad was beaming with pride. He turned to me and smiled. I too was bursting with pride at the way my mother had carried off her jaw dropping entrance.My mother reached the middle of the room and.