1. Tammy Visits


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    were rare, though, as it meant a lot to both of us to try and keep this tradition a top priority. Looking in the mirror, I smiled as I thought of what Tammy would think about me wearing this outfit to church. It wasn't something I would’ve normally picked out to be honest. After all, it WAS church and wearing a really short dress was highly discouraged. This one was more like one I would wear when going out trolling for guys – LOTS of leg and cleavage. For church it was borderline to be sure, but I didn’t think it was TOO bad such that people would think badly of me or even worse, mention to me that maybe I should go home and change. I did make one concession – I wore panties, something I almost never did on Sunday mornings. Not just a thong but actual panties. OK, maybe not the kind your grandmother buys you for Christmas. They were pretty high cut on the sides and narrow in the crotch. The key was that unlike a thong, which typically exposed most, if not virtually all of your ass, these covered a good bit of my bottom. There is a difference between dressing suggestive and looking like a slut. In my opinion, when going to church a girl shouldn't look like a slut – at least not during Sunday morning services. As for other time, well that was a different story. I decided to head over to my dad’s a little earlier than usual. Typically our pre-church “activities” were pretty much geared around him filling me up for church, not to get all sweaty and smell of sex. As a rule, we ...
    never even undressed. He would typically just open his pants enough to get his dick out and I would lift my skirt (remember, normally I don't have anything on underneath), and he would fuck me and cum as quickly as he could. This morning I might take off my panties while he fucked me but that would be all, if I even did that. He could always pull them to the side although I’ve lost a few pairs that way before when they ripped. The reason I was going early was, of course, Tammy. I wasn’t sure how she would react to me being there – or more so how she would react to WHY I was there. It was bad enough that she’d already accused my dad of fucking me “just about sex”. What would be her reaction when she learned what we did just before leaving for church? I parked on the curb by the top of the driveway so I would have one less flight of stairs to negotiate in my high heels. The front door was unlocked so I stepped inside. Looking down the hall, I could just see Tammy sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. Although she smiled when she saw me, I could tell she was a little surprised that I was there. “Morning dear, wasn’t expecting you,” she said right up front. I explained that I always stopped by before church so my dad and I could go together. “Sort of early, aren’t you? Your dad is still dressing I think.” I debated whether or not to say anything as to why I was REALLY there early. Then it was like I felt this frustration within me. Why should I be worried about what she ...
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