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I ought to look into that."James popped off, "I thought you were looking into it."Mel squealed, "DADDY!" And we all laughed.I pulled my cell phone out and called Carol and told her the three of us were on the way, with a brief comment about an old friend and his daughter being with us for a day or two or three... The introductions took place and James was as taken with Carol as I was with Mel. How could he not be? They were both young beauties and so damned sensual, and that was an understatement. Carol and Mel seemed to communicate on some other plane and they were immediately like close sorority sisters. Carol took Mel in hand and they went into Pam's apartment to unpack. Pam's apartment only had one bed but the couch was a hide-a-bed. My sex driven mind didn't expect them to use the couch any more than Carol and I. I laughed at myself. I was already having James fucking his daughter like I was mine. Wishful thinking I said aloud, without realizing.James asked, "What is wishful. About 40 minutes later I got a text, it was him. “I’m outside your house. I want you to unlock the door then go to your living room, strip completely naked and get on your knees. Tell me when you’re ready”.This was hot! I did as I was told and sent him a message to let him know I was ready. A couple minutes later I heard the door open, close and then be locked. He then appeared in the hallway a tall, athletic build wearing short bottoms and a white tee-shirt. He started to walk down the hallway towards me whilst taking his shirt off and untying his pants. When he stood directly in front of me, he pulled out his semi-hard cock which was already massive!“Take it” he said to which I happily responded first by grabbing it in my hands and then licking up his shaft till I could begin to tease his slit with my tongue. I did this for a few seconds before he suddenly grabbed the back of my head and forced my mouth over his head and down the thick shaft of his cock. I knew straight away that.
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