‘Oh yeah Dad.’ I said with a grin. ‘ But I have to say that she is one fine woman. If she wasn’t yours, I’d jump her in a minute.’ ‘I be... you would.’ He replied with a self-satisfied chuckle. Darlene returned with three beers in her hands. She swayed sexily across the room, moved up beside Dad and handed him his beer. Then she leaned over and gave me mine. As she leaned over, I got the same show as I had received before. I stared unabashedly at her fine equipment for a long moment before moving. ..If you liked(loved) and that you want to know the continuation(suite), thank you for leaving me a message and I shall write the continuation(suite).En Français:ce fut un doux rêve, comme si mes pensées étaient devenues réalité et que tout ce qui s'est passé était vrai... enfin, j'aurais aimé.nous étions attiré l'un par l'autre par des photos, des vidéos mais surtout avec des mots, des mots avec lesquels nous jouyions sur cet écran magique qui nous séparait mais qui nous réunissait en même. I arched my back and rocked back and forth to impale myself on his thrusts as he shagged me ruthlessly. When he reached round to take the weight of my swaying breasts in his hands, he whispered in my ear, “You’re a little slut aren’t you? Go on, tell me to fuck you.” All the simmering sexual frustration built up over the afternoon bubbled over and, playing his game, I muttered tipsily, “Yes, I’m a slut… fuck me… please, don’t stop.” Chris speeded up his efforts and eased one hand down to find. "She's ready for her final initiation."Patsy looked hungrily at the pert, frightened girl. She seemed so young and innocent. In a way, Cissy, with her blonde pigtails and wide, frightened eyes, reminded Patsy of herself."You ready for the last of the initiations?" Patsy asked the quivering girl.Cissy looked at the older girl and nodded. "Does it hurt?" she asked, a tremor in her voice."I can't answer your questions," Patsy said. "If you want to be an officer of our Horse Club, you have to be.