I remembed the ways in which she had helped me and my wife, and I was curious."Tell me, how do you know all this stuff? When did you learn about cream...ies, snowballs and the like?" I said."Well, it's like this," she said."After you left home, it seems that dad and mum let their guard down after that. All of a sudden they weren't so modest anymore, wandering around the house naked. I caught dad feeling up mum every now and then. Once, I heard noises from their room, and I sneaked up and peeked. Helen’s abdomen normally was taut and flat and I had no difficulty feeling its structure.“This feels good, Eric,” she said. “You’re giving my G-spot some stimulation.”“Enough for you to come again?” I asked.“Probably not but that’s okay. Go ahead and have yours.”I continued rocking my hips, my cadence increasing as I felt my climax nearing. Grunting I pushed into her and ejaculated.I eased the nozzle from her and helped her stand. “You probably want to go, now,” I remarked.“Come with me?”We. Lisa put both her hands over her father's head and stiffened as her cunt was being fucked by his tongue slowly.Her cunt juices ran wild and poured over her father's mouth glued on to her cunt.Philip fucked his daughter's cunt with his tongue as is it was a small cock and licked her clitoris every now and then making her man louder.The pressure of her hands over is head became a good barometer of her mounting lust filled pleasure. Lisa could feel her orgasm building like tropical storm which. "I think you know my husband," she said."Perhaps I do. I know many people in the neighbourhood. What's his name?" Morry. Morry Stewart." Of course I do! I represented Morry in a case. It must have been six or seven years ago. Someone was trying to rip off one of his pieces for a TV commercial. I haven't seen him in a long time. I didn't even know that he was married, much less that he had a daughter. My gosh. Please say hello for me." I turned to Stacie. "Morry Stewart is a composer and.