When he broke away, he said in a whisper, "I want to do that for you too."When I nodded my agreement, Tommy slithered down my form, kissing me all the...way, all over my boobs, back and forth over my stomach, lingered at my navel and then traveled back and forth across my abdomen until he reached my pussy. I wondered if it was his first time to view a pussy up close because he seemed to take forever just looking at it, as if he wanted to memorize the shape and contours of my opening. His fingers. "I blushed and thanked her.Amy congratulated me and had Jenny and I fill out themarriage license. The name "M H Berry" was in spotfor the bride. That was me - Michael Harold Berry.Or perhaps M. Heidi Berry. I signed "M H Berry" to besafe, and Jenny signed hers "J C Campbell". If themarriage license would have had the names Jonathon andHeidi on it, I would have been sure that it wasn?t alegal document. With our initials, I really wasn?tsure. Jenny was definitely "J C Campbell" and I wastruly "M. Please don’t start again,” begged dad. I ignored him and climbed onto him and straddled his lap. I grabbed his hands and put them on my breasts.“I just want to talk to you, Dad,” I said. “But I’d like it if you played with my tits while I talked.” I had his hands pressed to my chest and I was rubbing them in circles around my little tits. When I let his hands go, I was pleasantly surprised that he continued to play with them. It felt great. “Dad, I wanted to tell you that I really loved. Myintention is to capture some of that frightening atmosphere while incorporatingthe ponygirl theme. The following is areal story that never happened! Chapter 1 ?Please don?t hurt me,? she pleaded.?Ugh!? the woman grunted as the goon slapped her on theback of her head. His breath smelled of garlic and onions.She was dressed in a long white cotton robe. She was nakedunderneath, having been ?prepared? for interrogation earlier. With her armsexposed by the short sleeves, her bound hands were.