“Okay, biker babe! See you early Saturday morning!”I stumbled into the kitchen and started the Espresso machine. Soon the smell of freshly brewed ...afé filled the house and the women started to stir. I was sitting there in my shorts, sipping my mocha, as they wandered in wearing a couple of my old cycling tee shirts. And can I say, they never ever looked that good on me!I took a minute to fill them in on the conversation I had just had with Meredith, and then they also wanted to call and wish. Her breasts were large and round with no sag. Her nipples were dark and sensual. Her waist was slender and her hips flared into perfect thighs. The sparse blonde bush between her legs was only slightly darker than her head hair. Her pussy lips were dark red and plush. She was as sexy as any picture he had ever seen in Playboy or Hustler magazine. He looked into her frightened blue eyes, and admired her beautiful face. She was frightened but also defiant."Daddy, don't! Please!"Jack. Laura laughed, “Oh, I’ve missed this!” she giggled as she wriggled under him. He licked her breast, and rolled his tongue around her aereola’s one at a time, fingering each bud and watching them bloom with erotic excitement. Her sensitive skin grew tiny goosebumps tasting his hot breath and wet kisses down her slender body, past her beautiful mound. Brady was going down and as he slid his hands on her inner thighs, she opened her legs and let him in. Her body ached for his tongue and put her. As I walked into the front room there she was, asleep with her face buried into the sofa with her back to me, I walked through into the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge and walked back into the front room and sunk onto the 2 seater sofa.I sat and watched as she slept, she never stirred for the 10 minutes I sat there looking at her, she looked great with her pink halter neck top, her blue denim skirt and tights, I was slowly getting aroused as I stared at her arse tight against her skirt..