As the train swayed to and fro, I felt her nipples pressing against my chest, and I gently ran my hands over her breasts, she let out a low moan, and ... could feel the nipples strain hard against my fingers. She guided my hand down to her crotch, which was very moist, and such a perfume as I had never smelt before filled my nostrils, and little Ian became very excited!I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and slid my hands under her Bra, as she straddled me, and rose up, so her breasts were very. She didn’t look over, she didn’t react in the slightest, but I knew she knew I was there.With a smile, she looked up at our father, and slowly moved her mouth onto his cock. It turns out Dad is fairly well-hung - that’s something you never want to learn - and neither of them said a word as she began slowly, lovingly fellating him.The look of anguish on his face told me he was conflicted, but he didn’t do anything to stop her. At one point his hand moved, and I thought he was going to push her. .. Then lets them part further to let him lick inside her mouth. Angling her chin forward and letting him continue intently...She leans her body back a little as he licks, making sure he’s not ‘kissing’ too deeply. Bringing her hands up to play with her lovely boobs a little – gently cupping them and running her fingertips over her nipples. She continues to check that the camera is on her the whole time. Loving being watched as she sinks into bestiality.Once she feels like we’ve watched this. She was hot and ready as she unclipped her bra, stepped out of her shoes and slowly mounted the king–size white bench under the photo-lights. Elizabeth felt how Irene’s fingers teasingly clipped and pulled down the back of her panties, her hand running down between her cheeks into her crotch. As in a haze she turned around on the bench, slowly slipped off her underwear and gazed into Irene’s photo lens. In slow motion she went up on her feet, squatted and leaned back, closed her eyes and.