If I indulged my suspicious nature, I could imagine Deirdre deciding to bed me was her way of replacing some of the attention she was accustomed to ge...ting from her father. If I went really out on a limb, I could imagine that she might have wanted to be the woman that warmed her father’s bed, as she had with her brother, my father Nolan. Then I could see a reason for her to feel jealous, or angry, or both, possibly enough to want to have me killed. The facts were murky, but the connective. After sometime I couldn’t resist I removed her blouse and petticoat. She was in her bra and panties. I removed my underwear and fell on her smoothly.While kissing her, I squeezed her boobs with one hand over her bra. I inserted my other hand into her panties and played with her pussy. Then I removed her panties. I asked her whether she wanted me to lick it and she forced my head towards it. I took both her knees on my shoulders and started to kiss her pussy lips.She was already wet. I sucked. I was so excited yet could not help but worry about what I had let myself in for.I was laying on my back, could not see a thing and Emma had gone quite, were was she? what was she doing? was she even there? was anyone else there? Then I felt someone else on the bed and that person was getting closer. I then could smell Emma and then felt her large soft cock slap on my face "I cont fuck you if this is soft! no open your mouth" I could feel her soft cock push in my mouth and I started to suck it. She kissed my chest, sucked my nipples and kissed my stomach down to my cock. She began licking the tip and sucking the head slowly, then went down all the way to my balls ,almost deepthroating me, but she began to gag. Feeling her wet tounge on my shaft was amazing.She stood up and kissed me deep. I tasted my own precum on her lips. She asked if I could return the favour . I just nodded. She pulled a chair out from the table and began to undress her self. I stopped her. "Let me," I said. I.