She swept her tiny little hand over her face so she could see. Her eyes were shining from her struggle to free herself. Her hands still rested over hi.... She made no effort to move."Now, are you going to do what I told you?" He hoped she wouldn't.In her best little bratty girl voice she said, "Nuh uh!" Was that even a word?"All right, you asked for it!" Still holding on to her sides, he pushed his head down and started blowing raspberries through her white blouse all over her tummy. She was. . um... your mother wants me to drive down to the store and get some stuff to take with us to the match. I'll... er... I'll see you later, hon!"Hurriedly, Dave walked towards the car. He had to, before someone noticed the huge bulge forming inside his shorts. Julie watched him go. She was beginning to like the sudden power she had over men, the ability to turn them into gibbering idiots at the very sight of her sexy young body. She had really enjoyed turning her father on like that. It meant. All expenses paid two night stay in a swanky hotel, the awards ceremony (highly prestigious in financial circles apparently) and then the traditional dinner dance to follow. Ally was telling Lisa all about it and mentioned that it was a black tie / evening dress do and that she’d have to go out and buy a suitable outfit – plus hire the traditional black tie outfit for Dan “Good luck with that” I interrupted “Why?” said Ally “Have you ever seen him wear one before, or even seen a photo of him. He pulled against them both in rapid pulses.All the while, he heard Jack building quickly. He could hear her strain, like her pending orgasm was something she had to fight for. Her voice was muffled again, but still sounded strangled and rough as the rhythmic slapping of Quinn’s thrusts finally sped up. Jack very rarely cursed, but he was fairly sure a few of the muffled words he caught between impacts were not polite.Bella arched her back, pulling her nipple free from his mouth with a pop..