She moaned, not with pain only, but with pleasure. Grandpa was surprised by the sight of his grandkids behind the barn. His granddaughter was leaning...forward, hands on the wall. her skirt up around her hips, panties forgotten on the ground, pale legs apart, with her smacked pink butt pressed high. he could see her pretty pussy peeking out at him from underneath her round buttocks, as if the little mound was looking for something. Her grandpa decided his granddaughters eight year old pussy was. We used to watch her do the same thing when we were in school. She also loves being naked. If she could, she would never wear clothes." Dad said as he walked into the master bedroom.I came downstairs, after a long hot shower. I had a towel wrapped around my heard and nothing else on. I found daddy in the kitchen.He had a nice little brunch ready for us, when I walked in. I asked, "Where is mom?" Kathy came to pick her up. She had some clients to take care of. Mom always helps out with clients. “I hate to destroy your fantasy about being with those two women, but they swing different.” The band struck up an electric Techno rhythm as Lindsey watched a woman in disco outfit slithering toward their table. The woman was short, wearing a long blonde curly wig and multi-colored head wrap along with a flirty short skirt that was slit to the waist and leaving nothing to the imagination. She reached out and took a sip from Steven’s drink then motioned for him to stand. Lindsey sat watching the. We’d shared a few kisses and that was it.Then Patrick and I got together again for the first time in months. It was wild! Somehow, as a result of all this intensity, working and talking through our emotions and probably with the spice of the fantasies we’d shared about it, our normally extraordinarily great sex went ballistic.Patrick is an ardent nudist, and I don’t generally get to keep my clothes on very long when I see him. But this time I wasn’t two steps in the door, and he seemed to flow.