Kacey pulled Tuck's shirt loose from his pants and slid her hands up his back, nibbling at his lower lip. Grinding her hips against his, she moaned into his mouth. He shoved his hands down the back of her pajamas, squeezing her asscheeks roughly and pulling her against him. She was squirming, hips grinding against his, trying to mindlessly make love to him through their clothing. He kissed and licked his way down the side of her neck, holding her hips tightly against his. She leaned back, arching up to meet his mouth with her body.
Charlie watched through the telescope, grinning, cock in hand. Yes, they were definitely new lovers. He wondered if his ex-father-in-law had taken her yet or if they had only flirted to the point they now had to fuck or totally avoid each other. That was one of the reasons why he'd divorced her – she couldn't flirt with just her voice, she had to use her whole body. That had been the main factor behind them playing swaps with Lisa and Kyle. His cock jumped in his hand as he remembered the wives curled up together in a juicy 69 position, the two guys each taking the other's wife from behind. A barely-audible cry snapped his attention back to the present.
Tuck had one hand down the back of Kacey's pajamas, the other higher on her back to support her and she leaned back. They had turned sideways just enough for him to see Tuck's mouth clamped on Kacey's nipple. As he watched, he could see Tuck's throat muscles work to draw her nipple deep into his mouth. Her head was thrown back, mouth open, and as Tuck worked her nipple, Charlie heard Kacey cry out again.
Tuck released her nipple and lapped at it with his tongue. Catching it gently between his teeth, he looked up at the girl's face. "So you like that, then?" he asked around her nipple.
Her only response was an effort at a nod as she worked her fingers against the back of his head.
He sucked at it again, lightly this time, and chuckled. "I bet I could make you cum just from playing with your tits, couldn't I?"
She moaned around something suspiciously like a laugh and pressed his face to her bosom again. "So... good..." she whispered. She leaned her head down to look at him, eyes glazed by passion. "Eat me. Strip me and eat me, daddy-lover. Now, oh god, now please."
Tuck dropped to his knees, sliding her pajama pants down her legs without hesitation. Kacey laughed as she stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. Leaning forward, she pulled off his shirt and planted a kiss on Tuck's forehead. "Isn't it usually the girl who is down on her knees when you read this sort of stuff?"
He laughed and kissed her nose then her mouth. "Depends. Having to keep enough of your senses about you to remain standing adds a delicious frustration to the ordeal. You can't totally abandon yourself to the sensation this way like you could if you were lying down."
She groaned and straightened, pulling his face to her. Playfully, he nipped at her belly before darting his tongue into her belly-button. "Mmm. Now, about turning daddy's little girl into one huge, juicy dessert..."
Charlie had tried to forget how much fun Kacey had been in bed. It hadn't worked and he had started spying on her from time to time, like today. He watched as she straightened up, totally naked, while Tuck settled himself on the floor at her feet. He wondered for a moment what they were up to, until she stepped forward, Tuck's face between her thighs. His hands cupped the curves of her ass and her hands fluttered between his head and her tits.
Tuck kissed her thigh as she straddled him, eliciting a deep sigh. She gently pulled his face closer as he began trailing kisses up the inside of her thigh and then across her shaved mound above her pussy and down the inside of the other thigh. He reversed his route, moving in and closer a little, his lips pressing home just above her clit this time. On the next pass, his kiss landed squarely on the swollen nub and he sucked at it lightly, causing her to squirm against his face and moan loudly. He curled his fingers, digging his nails into the flesh of her ass as he slid his tongue along her nether lips. Her hands kept his face pressed close as she swayed against his attentions, moaning again.
"Aaaah, yeah. Take me with your tongue," she whispered. "Fuck me with your mouth, daddy-lover. Ma-ake me, oh!" She broke off, panting. "Make me cum all over your face."
He opened his mouth, french-kissing her pussy. He worked his tongue in and out, lapping up her musky juices as she writhed and moaned.
"This is soo-oOH! mean," she whispered. "I can feel the orgasm just right there." He slid his hands up off her ass and along her sides until he was cupping her breasts and began kneading them.
