"I'll get it." Helen bent swiftly and picked up the photograph. By every code of professional conduct and customer privacy, she knew she should not tu...n the photograph over and look at it. But Helen did turn it over and she didn't just look at the photograph - she studied it. She simply couldn't help herself. The photograph itself looked old, and yet the image was fresh and clear. A girl in her late teens or early twenties seated on a park bench. Behind her, a long line of palm trees edged a. I wiggled more, pushing back against the fingers as I felt my pussy begin to tingle as they traced the outline of my labia under the panties. I was totally succumbing to the delicious feelings of the fondling and decided it was best for my game and paused my actions and just lay still and enjoy."Are you enjoying this Tyla? Daddy just got home and he's horny." I heard her father whisper. "Do you want Daddy to plug his game controller in?" I was shocked hearing his words, but unable to say. Even though Jan knew Sonny well enough, she was still a bit nervous about having sex with this man. What if he didn't find her attractive? What if she didn't turn him on? So many what ifs.At that moment, Sonny stood up and pulled his shirt over his head. "I want to feel your skin against mine," he said. He pulled Jan to her feet, and gently kissed her again, at the same time lifting her sweater over her head. He tossed her garment over to the other bed, along with his own. She stood there. I push my underwear down, exposing my cock to my man, and push it against his asshole, rubbing the tip around his smooth anus. “I could fuck you now, if you want,” I tell him. “Just suck my dick, please, David,” he replies, and twists my tits. So I suck from the base of the shaft to the sensitive glans, now unsheathed, and get his whole dick into my mouth. I tickle the skin under the cock head—the frenulum—and this drives him wild. I move my tongue to his lovely ball sack and suck gently on.