Zoe pulled the fake dick out and gave Sansa a taste of herself. She then took Sansa again in missionary style. That fucking lasted for twenty minutes,...switching from missionary to cowgirl and back to doggystyle. Exhausted, Zoe laid back on the bed, the strap on and butt plug were off and out, and she had Sansa cuddle against her in a lover’s embrace.All this time, Tom watched through the camera. His dick was long since hard again. He was stroking himself while watching his daughter take for her. She walked over to the full-length mirror and stood in front of it as she pulled her hair back with a black clip. She always reminded me of Grace Kelly. A picture of beauty and eloquence. Physically, she was flawless. She was tall with beautiful gold hair that came just past her chin. Her eyes were an icy shade of blue that always drew me in. Her body was long and lean with a perfect, round ass and very full breasts. On top of that, she was a great person to be around. We always had fun. Her mind felt like it was burning, her breath came shorter.Turning her attention to her mind's perfect man, her hands rubbed along the outside of labia. Her body was beginning to show a slight sweat, glowing like the moonlight shining off of fresh snow. She could feel her oncoming orgasm as her fingers flew up and down her cute slit. Lost in her passion, her hands moved of their own accord. They teased, tugged, and finally zeroed in on her clit. Her orgasm sprang up and washed over her, she. My parents were into SCA (the Society for Creative Anachronism), so I grew up around dorks (and I mean that in the nicest way possible). McKayla was also into SCA, but she and Kevin took things to a whole new level.Where my folks used to just play dress-up, the two of them spent literally thousands of dollars on clothing, gear and toys that were "authentic". When we got together, Melanie and I could only roll our eyes at how goofy our spouses were. That year, McKayla was dressed up as someone.