Her pussy was swollen and wet and I could tell she had been playing with herself while she was waiting for me to get home. I reached up and slid one ...inger in and licked it after pulling it out. She always tasted so great and tonight was no exception. She looked back and gave me a half smirk, half smile that gave me the hint that she wanted me to finger her and get her ready for a great fucking. I slid two fingers in this time and her pussy easily accepted them since she had gotten so prepared. “It makes it more romantic, doesn’t it.”When she got his briefs to the floor, she saw the problem. Diane had never seen a penis that small. She pulled him over to the bed.“Are you okay?” she said. “I mean, now that the secret is out?”“I don’t know," he said. "I’ve never been with such a beautiful woman, I’m scared shitless.”“Are you married?”“Mmmmm.”“What does your wife do about this.”“She’s very understanding.”“What does that mean, honey?”“She doesn’t laugh at me... She did at first, but we. "Well ... now that you mention it..." She has memorized a dictionary, and it's obvious that it's fully functional in that brain of hers."Diana leaned back a little so she could stare her husband in the face. "Jeff, what was our phone number at Mom's when we first got married?"When he rattled it off, "Just because you haven't memorized a dictionary doesn't mean that your memory is any less efficient than hers, so you might as well stop blowing smoke." So, should we ask her to tone it down a. "Heather took her father by the hand, and lead him to her room. He followed as she took him to her furniture.Heather opened the top drawer of her chest, and displayed a drawer full of neatly folded underthings."So it's not because you don't have any, or because they're all dirty," Harold confirmed."No Daddy, I just didn't want to wear them," she finally admitted.Harold sat on her double bed, and patted his legs. Heather climbed up on the bed and crawled across his lap. Settled in place, she.