"My tongue assumed the duties of stimulating my little girl and immediately changed her protest into moans of pleasure."Oh, my gawd, Daddy!" said Cind.... "That feels so good! Don't stop!"Cindy was not even trying to whisper anymore. I glanced back at the door. It was open only a crack, thank god. A hand on my daughter's pussy would be difficult to explain. A tongue in her pussy would be impossible. I shushed her in between probes of her love tunnel. "Quiet, baby," I whispered. "We don't want. At age 15 she and her friends had dumped a bucket of water on two sleeping boys, and they had been punished by staying out of the water for twenty minutes, and she shuddered remembering that, experiencing roughly the discomfort the boys would have felt at her prank. But mostly she had been good.Now as she swam with her mother all she could think to confess was a more private sin. She had watched three young men laughing and joking as they sat on the shore eating seafood. In this mild tropical. .. yessss... yesssss... fuck me !! fuck me !! fuck me deep !!! " i screamedall you could hear in the room was the sound of his hips slamming in2 my ass & the thud of the barstool hitting the top of the bar with each stroke of his massive cock & the wet noises of his huge cock stretching my hole & using it good. i looked up at him & watched his beautiful pecs bounce & flex as he worked hard 2 fuck me like i wanted & like he wanted 2 give it 2 me, that smirk on his face knowing how big his cock. The theater was not too large but was sparsely populated with men sitting well separated. I sat and was enthralled with the movie, my first time seeing a naked adult woman, this was in the early 60's and only showed faux sex but it was thrilling to me. This soon became an every Saturday adventure for me. After a few visits I saw what was then called the raincoat crowd, men widely separated with a coat or jacket across their laps quietly pleasuring themselves, I soon started began also jerking.