.she whispered in my ear to kinda do the same when I get ‘down there’... I kissed her neck and started working my way down. I remember thinking as...I got between her amazing breasts...which way!? I made a choice and after a few moments of licking on her half dollar sized puffy nipple I worked my way to it’s twin. I remember thinking how her nipples seemed to have dime size nipples on top of her nipples... she let me know to keep moving by lightly pushing my shoulders lower. As i continued to. Down here, we’ve already seen and heard enough to not relax for one minute.”I walked over to open the bathroom door and turn the light on, turned off the light over the bed, and turned on the TV. There was plenty of light to eat ... but not enough to be seen if someone was watching for shadows through the windows.I stripped in front of her and sat on the bed. “Our first picnic together.”“As soon as we get back on the mountain, I want us to pack up and have a real picnic. I love it up there and. She was halfway home, moving into a lifelong dream that wasn't a dream now, but something very real. Turning onto her left side, Jenny eased out a hand, felt toward the warmth and bulk of her father's body. He didn't move when she touched his chest, and she let her fingers rest lightly upon the hairy expanse of it, moving up and down with the rhythm of his breath. Daringly, she allowed her hand to drift downward as he lay upon his back,. He has a fairly large nut sack and immediately it was slapping against mine as he pounded me furiously. I was grunting with each thrust and started yelling, "Pound me, baby," and "Fuck me deeper, harder,harder!" What else could I say, he had no subtlety to his method, but it was beautiful never the less. While this was going on, Rick crawled up to the head of the bed and positioned himself to where I could get a good angle on his dick. His cock wasn't erect, but looked quite gorged, hanging.