” She called to her.Sara smiled and waved.“Do you have any idea the kind of impact that you have made on this town Annie? They all just love you, ...ou are the golden child.” Sara told her, and Annie laughed.“Could I ask one more favor before we go back Annie?”“Sure, what cha need.”“I would love to take five minutes to walk through that home store again?”“Sure, take ten.” Annie laughed.Sara really loved this store, it spoke to her. There was just something calling to her in there, but she. Still speechless I just layed there as she stroked my rock hard dick now with both of her hands. she then said so sexually as she looked up at me that she knew that I had been taking her thongs from her. but she wasn't mad at all in fact she said it turned her on. I told her about my fetish for a girl in her underwear, lace or silk, black or white, thong or boyshorts, it all was a big fetish of mine. so then she proceded to remove her pants ever so slowly right in from of me with her ass. Claire was still kneeling at my feet, head bowed, trembling at the thought of what might be in store for her. Poor little slut: she had no idea.Taking the tray, I crouched down in front of her. With one finger under her chin, I raised her head up so she was looking at me, the tray at my chest level and her eye level. Her pretty brown eyes burned with humiliation. Her eye makeup was smudged from her tears of shame. Her face was wet with sweat and, of course, the wine that had been tipped over. My buttocks were moving up and down and when father stopped licking and started swiping I had a stupendous orgasm. I could stay up no longer. I collapsed on him. He carried me to the divan. I pulled off his dhoti. His erect penis was waving in the air. I became emotional when I caressed it almost a decade after my mother had done so as the last act of her failing hands. I lay back with my feet waving in the air and thighs spread. He came on top. I still held his penis. He brought it towards my.