I pulled lighty at my bushy pubic hair covering the top of my vagina before adventuring lower to part the thick lips that protected my now moist pussy... I pulled and massaged my pussy lips. I brought my left hand up to my face caressing my breasts on the way. I brought my fingers to my mouth licking and then sucking 2 fingers into my mouth. Now dripping with my saliva I replaced my right hand slathering my already moist vaginal lips with my spit. My right hand now at my mouth I licked my juices. His eyes looked into mine once more, as his fingers traced over the material and towards my covered clit. “Can Daddy?” he asked, indicating that he wanted to slide my thong off. I smiled my cheeky smile, and nodded childishly. He had such an effect on me, with one look he could get me flustered but also make me feel like I was only a child to him. That feeling on its own was enough to get me fully turned on, but if I hadn’t been already, what he did next certainly did. He slid my thong off. She smacked her lips. Licking remnants of their milk from her lips. Her red lipstick was smudged and was wet. She licked both her palms and wiped them on the table cloth.“Put your guns back in your pants,” she said to the two guys beside her, sitting tired after their orgasm.Meanwhile, her panties were so wet that she had to lose them. Gently, she peeled it, then guiding her hands through the bottom, she rolled it till her knee. She just had to lift her leg, and the rolled-up panty dropped to. “I like it when I am alone and in the mood.”I chuckled.“I bet you’re always in the mood,” I said.Sandra launched herself on top of me, straddling me, and then she settled down on to my lap. She peered down at me.“Don’t you freaking dare look surprised!” she exhorted. “You’ve been ogling me for weeks.”Sandra stripped out of her sports bra and tossed it towards the headboard. Her breasts were a perfect-sized set of 38 c-cup “man-mades”, with bolt-on nipple set in small dark areolas that were rock.