"That isn't all you want to do to me. I know what you want to do." She sniffled like a hurt child. "Please don't, Daddy. Please don't do it to me."Her...father was excited by her softness and pleading voice. "Don't do what to you?" You know what." Tell me." No! You just want me to talk dirty!"Jim laughed lewdly and his eyes seemed to blaze with fires."Tell me what you don't want me to do to you," he cajoled. He eyed her pouting young lips with lust and whispered: "Let me hear you say it." No!". We didn't pay any attention to them and instead thought some beer might go well with our snacks. Although none of us were even close to 21, we opened the cooler and browsed a bit. While Brett was bending over Sean saw all 4 of the men staring at him. Now, we were dressed as regular teenage boys but regularly wore thongs and stockings under our clothes as we did that night. This must have caught their eye although we were unaware that was the case. 2 of them came over and said something to the. Selena started moaning softly as his fingers moved in and out of Selena’s drenched cunt easily. Her hips moved faster and faster under his hand and she grabbed at her breasts, massaging and kneading as she cried out in a shattering orgasm. Mark leaned over Selena and started licking her breasts, making circles around her large nipples with his tongue. He took first one nipple, then the other into his mouth and sucked on it gently while his hand massaged her stomach. His tongue moved down her. I guess." Then she spoke of shelves and ladders and carpeting and long couches and chairs and tables and making windows in the gray walls.The architect shook his head. "We need to check the structure before making holes," he said."Could you shore it up?" asked the heiress. "Some beautiful but hardy wood could arch like the interior of a cathedral." He nodded. "Maybe buttresses on the outside." We don't do that anymore," said the architect."Well, whatever it takes. We need outside light.".