It's quiet and peaceful..." And dark." she said pointedly.I couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah ... dark too. But I see pretty good in the dark, so it does...'t bother me like it does most people. You're not scared of the dark, are you?"She pulled her chin down and leaned into me. "Not all the time."I've always been fascinated by the similarities between my girls and their daughters; Peggy and Tink in particular. They're so much alike in appearance, facial expressions and mannerisms. And one of the. ″ She considered. She could call his bluff. Would he really phone Uncle Jack? And if he did, would their uncle agree with him? Maybe not, but Jack had been quick enough to strip her completely naked the last time they met so there was a good chance he'd say it was in the rules and she was the one disobeying. A vision of the stool came back to her, then of her sore backside being beaten over and again with his belt. No, she couldn't risk it, and so what if her brother saw her bra - big. As she stroked his cheek she told him in a chocolate whisper, ‘Breathe, Stan, breathe. You’re no good to me if you pass out!’ Stan took a convulsive breath and moved. He put his arms under Anne’s thighs, lifted and parted them. His look challenged her to stop him. Anne had said she wanted his dick, but clearly was happy for him to go down on her too, so she spread herself, pulling the dress up above her waist and lifting her ass to improve Stan’s access. Stan took no further time. He began. I kissed her nipple at first, but when it kept coming back I knew she wanted more. I swirled my tongue around it, then took it all in my mouth and slobbered on it a little bit. We repeated the same procedure for her left nipple, then her right nipple one more time. At which point she got up and knelt in front of me.The vixen was back to rubbing and licking my dick through my pants, but being much more elaborate this time. Running her tongue from the base all the way to the tip. Spitting on my.