Oh yes, he would love to watch us in bed. Could a man handle that? After all, I was sure she knew how to touch me in ways a man could never understand... how to tease and please me at the same moment. Not really sure what to do, I just stayed still. "So Mike, I see that you're still keeping in shape."That was my chance, my opening to try something. Playfully I said, "Hey!" I moved next to her, pressing my body into hers. "You better keep your hands to yourself - that's my man." Our bodies were. I was all the way in and she started to grind. She was tight and wet and it felt really good, but I knew I wouldn't miss it. She got into a rhythm and went up and down. I was reaching up to her boobs and she reached for mine. If I pulled and pinched her nipples she did the same to mine. This felt better then anything. As she squeezed me I was getting closer. My hips actually started bucking some as she rolled my nipples between her fingers. We had been fucking for awhile, both sweaty and. You told me I had to come to your costume party but Ican't wear a dress!" I said as I stood there cringing while she held thewedding gown up in front of me."Oh you're coming to the party alright and you're going to be wearingthis dress!" she said forcefully. "You're lucky I didn't let myboyfriend Tom beat the shit out of you when we came home early last weekand caught you rummaging through my lingerie drawer. We couldn't figurehow you got in until we realized you climbed over the railing from. Her pussy was wet, not only because she was in the pool but also because she knew her father was watching. Emma, ever since she was sixteen, had a thing for her father. Those nights where she had seen and heard her father masturbate had made her so wet that her sheets were soaked by the time she came. Her pussy was craving attention and she knew the person for the job. Emma, deciding that she'd had enough, took off her bathing suit. Her naked body was going to attract his attention. She bent to.