.” She stood up, reached under her nightgown, pulled her thong off, and then lifted her gown up to her bellybutton, showing me her pussy, “They ...ook like this.” She wasn’t shaved bare like the girls in the magazines, but it wasn’t a bush like I’d seen before either. She had hair, but it was short, like she meant it to be that way. I just stared unable to blink. She sat back on the bed, still lifting her gown, and facing me. I could feel her watching me stare at her exposed vagina, I. "Sophie, sophie, you sweet girl you," he muttered, and wiggled his finger up my pussy. I started to scream and with his other hand he pressed my head against his chest until I could barely breathe. He pulled his finger out and rammed it in again; I could feel my cunt stretching and from somewhere within me I felt warm and wet and his finger slid in easier. His cock throbbed as he fucked me with his finger and I tried not to scream and cry. "Oh Sophie, little Sophie, you like my finger in you. Thirty minutes later they sat on a couch in his condo and discovered they shared a liking of the same kinds of music and Rosa went ballistic on discovering that he had read and liked several books she thought highly of. An hour passed before Dutch thought to inquire if Rosa wanted something to drink."Oh... now that you mention it, I am thirsty. Water, juice, I don't care, anything."He took the time to prepare a beverage of mixed fruits and served it in a huge glass filled with crushed ice. He. ¨Honey you are driving me crazy, look at my cock! I need you right now....¨Took mums hand and put it on his bulge at his pants.¨Not now, maybe later. We have big day today!¨ Said mom and left dad alone.Wedding went good. Everything was allright but I was still spying my parents. They were chatting together smiling and having good time. It was getting late and dark. Dancing floor was full of dancing couples, my parents were dancing as well.Dad was sliding by hand from moms back to ass and back.