"I'm sorry, Daddy."I noticed that John didn't seem to have any problem eating the food he was criticizing so much. Twice he sat up and put his hands i... his lap. Wanda immediately stopped eating, got up, asked him what he wanted and served it to him. Twice she got up and took his empty glass out to the water cooler in the kitchen and filled it."Would you like some coffee now, Dear?" When did you make coffee?" I put it on just before you got home." Wanda, I like my coffee fresh." I'm sorry, Dear.. Dampness had soaked through the material, and I was becoming overwhelmed with the aroma of her sexual excitement. Slowly, I licked my way down her body, her moans getting louder as I moved past the kinky-haired, neatly-trimmed little triangle to her swollen clit. It was hiding behind two big butterfly pussy lips and as I sucked her little man into my mouth, she screamed and yanked at my hair. She pulled back her labia and spread her feet a little wider on the couch cushions as she stood over. ”“Yeah. I like her. I told you that.”“I know,” John said, “I’m just worried about how you and her k**s are going to get along. I know they are a couple years younger than you and I’m worried you guys might not have common interests.”“Stop stressing Dad. I will be on my best behavior and will be nice to them even if they annoy me. I know this is an important weekend for you.”“Thanks babe.”“I’ll keep the k**s busy so you and Nikki can have some alone time,” Tracy said using air quotes on the word. She could see me through her net curtains. Ask why I'd not come up. I told her v txt to make herself ready. 2 pair of hold ups 1 pair on the legs and the other she must offer to me when I come up also she should be kneeling on a cussion as it would not be wham bam.I climbed up to the apartment and found the door open. I softly called out if I could come in. She said yes. I told her I'm coming in to to fuck her throat. She said yes and that she hope I'd do more. I found her in the hallway .