I’ll get beer.We didn’t usually have the sex like that when in bed, me and Daddy, but we’d done so a few times at least.We’re on a roll.You told me you love being licked and teased, I told her as I started licking her cunt lips.She was enamored with my charm, fascinated by my unique smell and had to have teens me. She took me to her room, stripped teenagers naked, tried to hypnotize (glamour) me and when my glass eyes repelled it she just went straight for my throat, her fangs getting stuck in my dense wooden neck.Hey man I’ll be at your house teenager tonight, right?She winked at Miguel, puckered her lips and grandpa made a kissing sound.Both Miguel and Diego teen said at the same time, Dios mío! *[Oh my God!]I’ll miss your friendship most of all.Her nipples were purple in the dim light.Then I let his cockhead slip into my mouth.Kneaded them. Wow… Lacy breathed to herself as her fingers moved to the centre and traced down to where the top met the skirt, fingers searching and finding the gap between the two pieces where she hooked her thumbs, beginning to lift up.Layla smirked as she raised her hands up above her head, feeling the tightness of the top as it was worked slowly and intimately up over her curvaceous form, revealing flawless dark chocolate skin that Lacy couldn’t wait to see more of.As it began to move up over the swell of her breasts Layla reached down, knowing the girl would be too short to lift the garment entirely off over her head without the help she now offered.Without protest from Lacy, Layla lifted the top up and off over her head, casting it aside, leaving her standing there naked from the waist up, save for a black and white lace choker around her neck and a garter belt that vanished down under her skirts, doubtless clipped to her black stockings.Lacy stared with wide eyes at the bountiful display before her, the woman's breasts heavy and full on her chest, each one more than a handful for the little redhead and each one tipped by a teen thick, even darker nipple. You like what you see, Layla said plainly, a statement not a question to which Lacy nodded teens with a sly little smile of teenagers her own. Y-yeah… She admitted, reaching out and lifting a heavy breast in her palm, feeling it’s warmth and weight more clearly now it was bare, her slender fingers squeezing, kneading the soft flesh and hard nipple, drawing a soft little sigh of pleasure from the taller woman. Here… Layla said, reaching out to interlace her fingers in Lacy’s long red hair, cupping her head and pulling her forward, You’re about to suck my cock, no need to be shy… Lacy let out a surprised little squeak as she was drawn closer, hardly having to lean down at all to catch the taller woman's nipple between her soft pink lips. Ah… Layla moaned, biting her lip as she felt the girl latch on, her tongue almost working on instinct teenager to swirl around and caress the sensitive nub, her cheeks caving in as she sucked hard, feeling the delightful warmth of the grandpa breast pressed to her face. There just like that… Layla purred, her other hand moving to Lacy’s spare hand, the girl's other hand still groping and squeezing at Layla with a growing desire to please. Slowly she guided the small willing hand towards her skirt, letting it rest against the growing length of her cock through the thin fabric. Feel that? Layla asked softly, looking across and winking at Gia who, by now, had lost a battle of willpower, fishing out her own impressive length and holding it in her hand, stroking it slowly as she watched the lewd display before her, waiting for what was to come. Mmm~... Lacy moaned, her fingers tracing the outline of the length and closing around it through the fabric of her skirts, feeling a contrast that fed the flames of her growing need. The shaft held in her hands was huge, long and girthy beyond anything Lacy had experienced in the past, but at the same time there was a softness to it that that betrayed the fact that it still had some growing to do…Layla smirked playfully as she felt the girls head pull back and, albeit a little reluctantly, she let Lacy pull back, the nipple loudly popping free from between her lips, leaving the breast to bounce and settle, the peak engorged and glistening. I can’t wait, help me get this off… Lacy panted, her demeanour beginning to switch up as her lust began to overtake her shyness and doubts, her hands moving to Layla’s skirt, undoing the tie and starting to wiggle it down over her broad hips, struggling to get it over a certain bulge.Layla laughed warmly, enjoying the girl's mounting eagerness and was certainly in no position to deny her what she wanted.