Again, the speed of this trip was directly related to how hot Barbara was. The hotter she was the more she’d push on my shoulders. I’d always paus... to tongue fucking her belly button. This was for me, not Barbara. I thought belly buttons were sexy as hell so I’d pause and enjoy hers. Barbara was always impatient for me to move on down, so I’d usually have to hold her wrists until I was through playing. Then I’d kiss and nibble my way down between her legs to her pussy. They shaved Barbara’s. She was incredibly aroused. I had become familiar with her needs since sharing a bed with her, and I knew she was too sensitive for penetration, even with my fingers. As much as I was straining for the feel of being inside her, I knew that it would be too much. I laid her down on her back and parted her thighs. She knew what was coming, and her hands clasped my head as I leaned down to taste her. I ran my tongue gently from the top of her slit to the bottom. She pulled my mouth forcefully. It's not like Terry or Kat are getting any smaller. Where are my niece and nephew, anyway?" Terry's upstairs, and Kat's over at one of her friend's place," I filled her in on our kid's whereabouts. "Terry!" I called over my shoulder, "Auntie Karen and Uncle Dwayne are here!"My announcement was immediately answered with the pounding of small feet on the floor upstairs as our son came running down to greet his favourite Aunt and Uncle."Auntie Karen!" he cried out ecstatically."Hey, Pip-squeak!". "I'll need to see what the dresses look like with pantyhose." Well, of course," Dan said, actually admitting that was a great thought. He loved pantyhose, and he'd indeed noticed his daughter had started wearing them more often this year... especially in her cheerleading outfit... he was hoping this was a sign that pantyhose were making a comeback, as they were recently as tough to find as a needle in a haystack."Let's go, Daddy," she said, using the term 'Daddy' instead of 'Dad' for the first.