Did enough rubbing on her foot and started moving upwards over her nighty, felt her fleshy juicy thighs over her nighty with my foot, ah it is an awes...me feeling, I am working on a girl who is sleeping? Still can’t believe it! I am finding difficult to move my leg upwards, so moved a bit closer and slowly I moved my left hand and placed it on her hand and started watching her face no movement in her and started playing again, ran my fingers over her shoulders.Then slowly placed my hand on her. That seemed to be the thing she was waiting for. With the tips of her fingers, she guided his chin into position. Then she put her lips to his.The kiss was as powerful now as the very first time they had embraced.It was the kind of kiss only two people who know each other, as well as they knew themselves, could share. It went beyond the physical, even as their tongues flickered against each other like two entwined dancers, more a greeting of souls that for a single precious moment blocked. "I did not like the whole idea of her classes but she loved it. I still remember the first time she showed me a picture she had painted. It was an abstract that looked to me like the place where artists clean their brushes, but she was very proud of it and had me buy an expensive frame and hang it up on our living room wall.Kathy spent a lot of time in Frank's apartment. She was doing her art classes in the afternoon and going back in the evening to pose for him.He had somehow got a gallery in. .fuck me harder than you ever fucked mom!" I begged. He spread my legs and positioned his cock at the tip of my pussyhole. I wasn't a virgin, but I didn't have too much experience either and my daddy was bigger than any of the guys I had ever been with. "Are you ready baby?" he asked, looking for signs of fear. I took a deep breath and said "I'm ready daddy." He plunged himself inside of me, pushing all the way in. He filled me up so much, I thought I was going to burst and I loved every minute.