She was so tiny, she couldn’t reach the far keys and had to lean and scoot to the right to play the real high chords from the piece. Sandy played be...utifully. It took me a while to realize she was playing without music, completely from memory. She had people throughout the room spell-bound with the beauty of the music. I went to stand beside her as the Prelude came to its conclusion. Sandy was playing with her eyes tightly shut, squeezing out tiny tears that had streaked down her face. When she. ”The rain had stopped so the two just sat on a rock and huddled together to keep warm. Sherry handed Janice an energy bar to eat and they shared a bottle of water. “At least Cathy has most of the food and water,” she said to Janice. “Man, I am worried that she might be hurt.”“Yeah, me too, baby, me too,” Janice told her. She hugged Sherry tight and kissed her cheek.Cathy had pulled her flashlight out and was exploring the cave that she had found. It did not go very deep into the canyon. Her perfect c-cup breasts...with their perfect...and perfectly stiff nipples...pointing eagerly up towards the ceiling. And, beside her....the thought made Jake swallow to keep from having his heart leap from his throat and run helter skelter around the yard....was her father. And he was feeding his naked young daughter his cock. He was fucking her face. Jake found himself panting at the thought and had to cover his mouth so they wouldn't hear his ragged breathing. But that wasn't. He looked like he could have just stepped out and was returning or just like he had been using my toilet- if he did those things barefoot and with an unbuttoned shirt.He looked good. His face had a bit of beard stubble. The silk shirt revealed a nice chest with a nice amount of hair on it.He greeted us with “Oh, I didn’t know the girls were home” as he started to button his shirt.Me? My chest still had that orgasmic blush form our lovemaking in the hours before dawn. I smelled of sex. Visually,.