Her pussy is perfect. The hair is beautiful, when it is there, but the pussy is beautiful when it is bare. Her labia major are full and thick even whe... not aroused. When she is horny they swell and each fills my lips with their juiciness. My tongue traces them, and their partners, the labia minor. Her clit, erect by this time, begging attention. Lick it, suck it nibble on it whatever gets a shiver from her, or a moan. Her hands grasp my head as I press my face into her hot, wet pussy. My tongue. After several curses and swears and indigenous Russian sayings I'm not too confident most of my neighbors would understand, I sat up and released a heavy sigh. I was sexually attracted to my smoking hot daughter, and the taboo stigma that engulfed the ordeal was frustrating me. My erection refused to go away; my hard cock stubbornly stood at attention, throbbing. "Daddy," her angelic voice stabbed through the silence swiftly. I looked up in surprise, not hearing her open the door, and draped my. Thoughts of how much seed will I have planted and in how many women of this country by the time I left. Wrong again – things were to be different. I wrapped up and returned to the studio around 7, made myself a drink, settled down on the sofa and flicked on the TV. The door bell rang after half an hour and I answered it to see Marina at the door – looking even better with a new hairdo and long leather boots covering those legs. She came in and handed over my passport and I offered her a drink.. Emma was confused but obeyed.Once the door was closed, Jess reached over and undid my shorts, pulling them down in one swoop. Before I could do anything, she undid her own pants and pulled those down as well. Her panties followed immediately thereafter.The door to the stall didn’t go all the way to the floor, so our pile of clothes was visible to both the clerk and Emma.“Hey, they-” the girl started to say, but Emma took charge.“Didn’t she tell you to be quiet?” Emma told her menacingly. The.