“It's obvious we both fucking want each other dad. There's no denying that now, and I want us to continue this. But dad...” She paused a moment as...she ran her hand up my leg and left it dangerously close to my still prominent dick tent. “...I want to take it slow, I don’t want to fuck just yet. I'm not a virgin by a long shot, but I want to take our sexual relationship step by step. Is that okay?” I was speechless once again. This conversation was everything my perverted mind wanted it to be.. She placed the flat of her hand over the mouthpiece.“Tommy, it’s your Captain, honey.” In a whisper.“Good evening, Captain.”“Of course I can, sir. Not a problem whatsoever.”“Well, yes, I’m sure they would be most interested. Very kind of you, Captain.”Girl’s brow furrowed at once.“No, sir, no. Thank you for thinking of me. Yes, sir. No problem. Good night, Captain.”Girl took the phone from Tommy and replaced it on the wall.“Tommy, what? I don’t want you to go. It’s our special time now. Don’t. Herr Meier blickt auf die rasierte Achsel, das kurze weisse Top. Sein Blick wandert kurz den flachen gebräunten Bauch entlang bis zur unverschämt tief sitzenden Hüfthose. „Hat die überhaupt ein Höschen an?“, fragt er sich einen Moment und schaut dann seinem späten Gast etwas verschämt in die Augen. Vickie lächelt ihn freundlich wissend an. „Darf ich reinkommen?" fragt sie und irgendwie bringt allein schon diese Stimme Herrn Meier fast um den Verstand. Dieser naive, zuvorkommende Tonfall.. I reached down between her legs, but Ana then whispered:“No, please… I am not clean. Let me go in and take a shower." She slipped off her pants and revealed another wet spot in her thong.As we stood there, the smell of sex and cum was even heavier. My wife then softly muttered: "Please don't be mad at me, it just happened." As she spoke, some dark hickeys came into view on her nice round boobs.The smell of cum and the hickeys got me hard instantly.I kissed her deeply as my hand reached down to.