Scott, why are you here?I loved it when he wore his faded jeans. It wrapped his thick thighs and muscled legs assuring dominance in every step. His 5 ...’clock shadow, the cracked hands of a man who toiled outdoors, his scar on his right hand. On days when the office was asked to wear their Sunday best, I would always wear something special in hopes he would notice more of my physique. Scott cleaned up nice as well, he wasn’t a man who wore a suit, but when he did, I wasn’t the only who noticed. I naughtily spanked her ass and she was laying “ouchhh it hurts….!!!”I spanked it again and it was red oily ass. I kept massaging her for the next 15 min and slid her panty down to get a proper access to her ass and the brown soft pussy was visible which I have touched a couples of times now.. 5 more minutes and then turned her around and poured the oil on her navel and tits and went forward to kiss her …She held me tight and I was on top of her topless and was spreading the oil with my body. It will be a mess as usual. My other daughter Vickie has that room across the hall. She's hardly ever there, I suspect she'll be moving out soon."Justin was hardly listening to her. His eyes were fixed on her arse and the way it swayed as she walked. Sharon, he noticed, was curved, very curved. 'Made for comfort' he thought lewdly to himself."Now this is my room," she told him.He immediately perked up. She opened the door and stood aside so he could see in. Inside he was confronted by mauve. He holds her hands, ‘It’s my turn to wash your back.’ She turns and waits as he soaps a cloth. His touch is gentle and slow and sensuous. She can feel herself becoming aroused by his touch and his nearness. He continues washing her and now she needs to tell him and see his face. She turns and looks into his face. She sees the gentleness there and the passion that requires no words. She sees it first in those bright eyes and in the swelling of his lips as he bends toward her. She raises her.