”“I think I’m going to come! Can I, daddy? Can I come?”“Yes, my daughter! I want to see you in your most beautiful state.”She washed, then...dressed herself.She wore a sky blue knee-length dress and white ballet flats. Meanwhile, Katrina’s mother draped a dark blue hooded cloak over her shoulders. “There! That should keep my lovely little girl warm.”“Thank you, mommy!”“You must hurry and come back home after you help your grandmother in the garden. Do you understand, Katrina?”The young beauty. With my every kiss, I was getting near her pussy where my hand was already doing its job, and so were her moans, getting louder each time. The moment I put my tongue on her pussy, that was all. She moaned very loudly and pushed my head further into it. I was really happy that she loved this and I started using my tongue over her pussy lining.Initially, I gave long licks over the line but then, I slowly inserted my tongue a little inside, exploring a new world inside that pussy. I flipped many. These were despite their age. Nicked and scarred from numerous angry cues and left to burn cigarettes, the table's cloth was well brushed and the solid surface still ran true. If anyone besides Carol and the bartender had been there, I'd have looked for a game.Instead, I sat at the bar next to Carol. The bartender stood before us and waited. Tall and lean, he wore faded jeans and long sleeved shirt, laundered until it was hard to discern its original green and red checkered pattern. Standing. He reached down and petted the orange tabby on his head as he purred softly.Erin knew the man would be there in her room this morning, but she didn’t expect him so soon. She was still sleeping soundly, lying on her stomach, and wearing just an oversized t-shirt. Her covers were all piled up on the floor at the foot of her bed. Apparently she had a wild night pleasuring herself in anticipation of her early morning rendezvous with the older man who now hovered over her.Tiger retreated under.