I don't know Mrs petersWell think back boy and tell meI was thinking of football Mrs petersSo your a liar as well are you boy,No miss I repliedwhere w...s you looking when I called you she questioned and tell the truth boy or you will be in more troubleI was looking up your skirt Mrs peters ! I'm sorryOh your sorry are you? Yes necrosis petersHow dare you do something like that , are you a pervert or something,do you do this oftenNo Mrs peters my face blushingYour a dirty little boy, what are. “Don’t worry Daddy,” Emma said, sensing her father’s embarrassment, “it’s good to experiment with different sensations, you still like fucking me though don’t you?”Steve Just drew her close in response, reassured when he looked across at his wife smiling at him.“I think we had better get home,” Lisa said, “l’ve only had a few sips of wine so l’m safe to drive, can we use your shower to freshen up.”Lisa and Chas went off to shower, Rebecca crawled over to Jack, climbing onto him, lying full. She had her face under the spray and was scrubbing it. Water cascaded down her long sleek body. I followed the streams as they made their way down her shoulders and back to bathe her glorious ass in glistening wetness. I reached out and groped those wonderful orbs.She yelped and playfully slapped at my hand, then looked over her shoulder at me, a few locks of her wet hair hanging limply in front of her face. God, I wanted to fuck her again. Right then and there. If only I could stop time."Wash. . 1820's and '30's ... folks didn't go looking for gold ... it was found by accident. Bumping up against a bluff and having a slab of rock slide off the side and uncovering a vein of gold bearing quartz, stumbling into a creek and coming out with a nugget or going to dip a pot full of water and having nuggets smiling at you through the water happened a lot more often than some engineer or geologist looking at a rock formation and saying..."There's gold over there"...Ninety nine times out of a.