Her muscles were singing with the kind of ache that rides the border between sweet and painful. Her pussy and rim were battered and raw – taken and ...sed beyond her natural resilience - while her panties were clean and dry, almost as crisp as the moment she’d pulled them on hours earlier. They’d come off too soon to become tainted with the sticky evidence of her body and soul’s conspiracy. Of all the risks she’d taken over the past several hours, this was the deepest of all: being out here. The Kilgore family started introducing me to him, Madison said “Jared I would like for you to meet my best friend Keisha”. I reach my hand out to shake his hand but instead he gives me a hug. All I could smell was Irish Spring soap on the back of his neck. After the 10 second hug we all left the airport and returned to Madison’s house. They had a delicious dinner planned for the afternoon and every food was Jared’s favorite. After everybody practically gained a couple of pounds we sat in the. She moaned as he ran his tongue over the exposed skin above her socks.“Daddy,” Claire whimpered. “Come on, Daddy. Fuck me.”Elizabeth moaned. Without warning, orgasm wracked her body. She stabbed at the keyboard until the video paused and dug her fingers into her crotch as sweet pleasure coursed through her. She sagged when it was over, gasping for breath. On the screen, Claire was looking into Phillip’s eyes, smiling, her hand reaching between her legs to touch his rampant erection. . The hello kiss on the cheek that takes a second to become a brush of the lips on the long slender neck, which bristles just a fraction, with the feel of a known and welcome guest. Hips touching and pushing against one another in the midst of a warm hug, the instant that sensative bone above the clit and cock, is ignited by the slight, pushing pressure.The senses take over from the small signs of longing, from the neck and forehead, lips seek lips, hands are round shoulders, on the smooth fold.