"Roy, I thought I'd wear my birthday suit," she said Martha, figuring she would play a joke on him.He looked over at her and said, "It's okay with me,...but you better iron it first."Pretending she hadn't heard him, she gave him a pensive look. "When you first saw my naked body in front of you forty years ago, what was going through your mind?" All I wanted to do was suck your tits dry and then fuck your brains out." So, sweetheart, what are you thinking now?"Tipping her head to the side, hands. He leaned back with half of his raging cock still glistening between her ass and his balls. He produced another clip, and she tried to raise her pussy to him. With two fingers on either side of her clit hood he pressed back further revealing her elongated engorged clit as it protruded through her ring. He applied the clip and rammed his cock the rest of the way into her hot tight ass…She squirted all over his fingers as he tightened the clip! She gasped for breath as pleasure overtook the pain. It helped me hide my betraying penis which invariably grew turgid from eyeing little Wendy.To make matters worse, Wendy was ebullient and outgoing, drawing many friends, at that tender young age, her friends were all nymphets, as well!When her parents prevailed upon me to baby-sit, I flushed with fright! I couldn't deny my sister, but why would her husband even begin to trust me with his only daughter? Unless...No! That's not fair. Just because I harbor these urges is no reason to ascribe them. “I mean, it was the most erotic fantasy I had ever even thought of… I’m not sure when it all became real.” “Can’t you work it out?” Claire asked with a cheeky grin on her face. I thought for a full minute, my fingers stroking her smooth back and sticky thighs. Suddenly, it came to me. “Well, you’re a very clever, very careful person. You were – probably - testing me out, weren’t you?” I asked. “Go on,” she teased. “I mean when you told me all the things you had done with Simon, you.