I bought it to my mouth, sucking and enjoying the sweet and salty taste. Then I remembered the door and quickly tugged on a sweater dress, shoving the...cum-covered underwear under the couch and smoothing back my hair."Dad?" I asked as I opened my door. My father stood in the doorway. He was 44, he didn't look bad, either. His blonde hair was still full, his green eyes still twinkly. His skin was tanned. Women would always admire him whenever he went out."Hey, sweetie," he said, drawing me into a. Yes--um--much better," Penny said breathily. But then she hastened to add, "But it still hurts!" How about up higher? Does your back hurt? Or the rib cage?" I asked hopefully."Um--yes, I--uh--think it d-d-does...a little," Penny stammered."So maybe you could take off the rest so that I could give you a complete massage," I suggested, my heart in my mouth."Oh my!" Penny said. "Um--do you think I--I really should?" Sure," I said boldly. "Anything that will help. We want to do all we can to take. Since the last time with you," she beamed. "My husband..." she looked down, as if embarrassed, "he's, you know, very good-looking, and good to me too, but he doesn't really take any time trying to make me... oh god, Laura, nobody ever made me come like that! No wonder I dream of you." You do?" Laura smiled."Yes.Laura dropped a hand to one of Brandi's magnificent, huge, bulging, gleaming, sleek, muscular thighs, running her fingers along the perfectly-shaped ridge of muscle. She didn't want to. I wish they’d hear me moaning and come in here and fuck the hell out of me.”“Crap,” he swore. “She’s online now.”Moments later, he was letting himself into his aunt’s house. His two cousins were were playing video games in the living room and just thumbed him back to the bedroom when he asked where their mom was. Dustin heard her moaning as soon as he got close to the door. It was cracked enough that he could see her writhing on the bed. She still had the big Hitatchi vibrator between her legs..