She did not think it appropriate to be parading around in someone else’s home wearing a half bra, sheer panties, garter belt, and stockings. Her hig... heels had been left behind when fleeing the Dwarves. Her hair, standing out in every direction, gave her the appearance of having stuck a finger in a light socket.She was quite surprised to discover that the den was not unoccupied. Suzie’s father, dressed in his boxer shorts and t-shirt, was getting down his shotgun to clean it. He was unaware. She reached down to undo his belt, pulled down the zipper, and got on her knees as she pulled his jeans down. Peter’s cock was already rock hard, thick and heavy. Lara stroked it a few times before bringing her mouth to it, swirling her tongue around the tip before sucking it into her mouth.“Mmhm, there you go,” Peter moaned quietly, looking at her as she sucked his cock deeper into her mouth.Lara played with Peter’s balls as she kept sucking his hard cock. Peter was moaning louder and louder. She pulled herself up to me with her hands around my neck and kissed me. She licked the top of my mouth and I came, blasting into her, pulling her in, pumping into her, pushing her away, until I couldn’t do it anymore. I caught myself on my elbows, so I wouldn’t crush her. She held me. She cried. She smiled.“Thank you, my dear Uncle Charlie. Thank you. You have another. I have no plans of ever leaving you. I mean other than school and stuff. I’m yours. I guess I always have been, but Malta. You slip two fingers into my warm, wet canal, and its muscles clamp down on them. You turn your hand upwards, and find that oh-so-sensitive spot on the upper wall of my canal. You wiggle your fingers over it and it is not long until we both feel the familiar rush of warm fluid seep from my body. Only now, are you willing to enter me with your glorious cock. You position yourself between my legs, and your erect manhood, at the entrance to my silky wet folds. Gently, you press yourself.