He'd walk on glass for you!" the crafty blonde said, smiling warmly. "And why shouldn't he go for it? It's the perfect solution to the problem; a way ...or you and your daddy to be together forever, with no hassles from your mother. It's the way we can an have our cake and eat it, to!..."They lay there together, he with his spent cock still imbedded into her tightly clasping orifice, overflowing with love for each other, love which seeped past his now-flaccid tube onto the rumpled bedsheet. He. " We drove home and after entering the house I gave Linda her candy and present. She looked suprised when the saw the small box. "Something other than candy this year, Bart?" Linda asked as she unwrapped the box and took out the red metallic dress and sized it up to her body. "I wont fit in this," she said. "Everything will show! "Thats the idea," I replied. Linda's eyes brightened, "Let me try this on". She went into the bedroom for what seemed like a long time. I was getting antsy waiting. She wraps her arms and legs around me as I kneel on the floor, my chest on top of hers. Her barely clothed body beneath me is making me thoroughly insane, this is the most I've gotten of her in days. I'm like a fumbling junkie getting his next fix. Chanel keeps her hands in my hair as I move lower, nipping at her breasts peeking out of her shirt. When I reach her toned stomach, I lift her shirt out of my way, licking her there too. She's already panting heavily, and I grab her legs to hook. Odd, since there was no rain, as she feared the worst. She rushed home only to find a burst pipe had flooded her house as the water ran out of her garage when she opened it. After a quick call to a plumber and the city to turn off her water, she cleaned up the best she could. Luckily it was around her tiled kitchen, laundry room and a bit of the carpet as the kitchen transitioned to the living room. As Murphy’s Law would have it though, her laundry baskets were soaked, specifically her.