.. Right?”I took a sip from the bottle, feeling the familiar burn once again, and just nodded, confirming the truth of his assertion. “Yep ... ALL...the sensual details,” I laughed.“A horn-dog right off the old block,” Dad slurred a bit, shaking his head. “Well then ... I guess I owe it to you, huh?”“Gotta finish what you start ... You’re the one who always told me that,” I smiled, hanging him with his own familiar words.He smirked and laughed. “Yep ... always gotta follow through ... and I guess. The thought made her flaming, red-bushed pussy squirm inside her knickers. Her little boobs were not very full yet, but her sixteen year old nipples rubbed against her schoolgirl uniform with agonizing tenderness.She looked at her sister, only one minute younger than her, but decidedly less tormented by sexual cravings that Maureen suffered many times each night. Sometimes, she thought a wood spirit or a Leprechaun was playing with her under her nightdress. She looked to see each night, but. I have another CD for you to listen to. It will helpyou to relax even more than the last one," she said.Lara was just as beautiful as the last time he saw her. Harold's penisjumped in his girdle when she gave him a tight hug and kiss on thecheek. She was his living wet dream and no matter what she gave him, hewould wear it. He was a little surprised when his Mother asked for somenylons and garter belts. He breathed a sigh of relief. Nylons and garterbelts didn't sound all that bad considering. Will had let go of my neck and had broken the kiss to move down to my neck. He sucked on my neck and bit on my earlobe as Sir reached under me to find my asshole. I felt Will lower his hand also, searching for my pussy. "Spread your legs," I heard Will tell me. I felt like I had no choice but to comply.I felt Will and Sir reach their different destinations almost at the same time. I felt Sir dip a finger down into my pussy before retreating back to my asshole, still sore from earlier. He slowly.