She was 5′ 7′ to my 5′ 10′, slim, with a nice figure (34′, 28′, 33′) with lovely, long legs and a fabulous ass that made me drool when I...looked at her. With her shoulder length, auburn hair and her vivacious, friendly personality she was my dream girl. She wasn’t the prettiest girl but she was the type of girl that you looked at and knew you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. Her name was Anne and we’d met in college at a dance. My name is Dan. I know, it rhymes, Anne and Dan. Easy to. Of course, they had to show up for the Christmas party for the employees. We all knew from past experience that they'd roll home well into the morning hours, drunk as skunks, with Mom and Aunt Marie bitching at them for days after. It was an annual affair.Pamela had grown up to be quite a tricky little girl I quickly figured out when she let me in on the secret. Her folks had agreed only because Pamela promised, 'No boys at the party.' The reason she let me in on the secret is that I was the. I tugged his head down until his mouth was nearly touching my swollen pussy lips, and let nature take its course. For a first attempt at what is called, in the vernacular, rug-munching, or muff-diving, he did fairly well. I managed to manipulate him, so that he sucked, licked and nibbled in all the right places. I felt as if I was pouring out juices: I was ready for him to penetrate me.I gently tugged at him so that he moved up my body. Without any prompting from me, he held my lips open with. ”“Yes, Daddy,” we both groaned together.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It was awkward walking into the mall with a vibrator shoved into my pussy, held in place by my panties. It was thick and every step shifted it around inside me. It had a small tongue pressing on my clit, designed to stimulate it along with my pussy. It was a special vibrator with a built-in Bluetooth.Daddy could control it remotely with an app on his smart phone.Sun walked with a wide-legged gait beside me, her first ever butt.