She told me to stand up and come and stand in front of her with my legs apart. Her hand went up my skirt and she rubbed her finger over my thong and a...ked why am I so wet. I told her I'm rather excite for the fun we about to have and asked if she was to. Jen stood up and said I'm not sure, that i would have to feel her to find out how excited she is. I put my hand down her pants and G string and I ran my finger between her pussy lips and she most definitely was real wet. She pulled my hand out. "I slowly moved down her body, sucking and kissing the entire way before I teased and licked her cute pussy. After just a short while, she was breathing heavily and I knew she was enjoying me eating her dripping cunt. Her legs started to shake a bit, and I heard her moan. "Oh Richard, I cumming baby, I am cumming."After her orgasm ceased, I moved up and pressed my lips to hers and probed deep into her mouth with my tongue. As she worked her mouth and tongue down my body as I had done to her, I. It took hours to get through the description and then the questions: would I recognize this Banks? Yes. Do I know where the house is? No. Would I recognize the house? No. Would I recognize the inside in the basement? I shuddered, yes. Would I recognize the upstairs? Yes. Would I recognize others involved? Some, yes.It was late afternoon and as they left in their vehicle, they indicated that at some point in the investigation they will need more from me. They were making progress through the. I'd never get tired of her eighteen-year-old twat impaled on my shaft. So tight. So hot. So juicy. She squealed as I wrapped my arms around her, holding her in place. I nuzzled at her neck, nibbling, making her squirm. My hands slipped up her petite body, cupping her budding mounds, hardly more than bumps. Little bee-sting titties topped by small nipples.“Daddy,” she groaned. “Purr for me, Kitten,” I panted, using my nickname for her.“Yes, purr for your father,” Anne, my wife, said as she.