She then slowly, deliberately, ran her nails up and down over the thin nylon covering her most intimate parts, shivering each time they scratched over...the tiny nerve-filled center of her passion. When she could stand it no more, Victoria insistently worked the tip of one finger up underneath the tight legband of her desire-soaked panties and buried it deep between her throbbing pussy lips. The writhing girl did moan out loud this time and froze for a moment, afraid that the lovers in the other. Then she found that she was dancing with her father again. She heard him call her Penny, but where she would have corrected him a few minutes before she was already trying to figure out how she could stop the itch that had developed between her legs. It didn’t help when she realized what that itch was about!By that time her head was a bit dizzy. Frankly, when she realized she had heard the sound of a zipper, her dress was too high to prevent anything from happening. She lifted her eyes to talk. I lowered Kris down on her back onto the luxuriously soft comforter, her legs parted, and dangling over the side. Then I grabbed her thighs and pulled her ass right to the edge of the bed. With her legs resting against my chest, I guided my cock into her juicy brown hole. In that position, I could push into her as deep as possible. That's what I did, in long slow sensual strokes, letting her feel every single square millimeter of my cock inside her pussy. "Oh my god!" she whispered. "Oh my. "Hmm, I'll tell you what, send me a quick pic to get me through the night and I'll thank you tomorrow" "Hehe ok" I replied as I ran to the bathroom. I stood in the mirror examining my body. I hooked my thumb into the side of my thong and pulled it down a little, I tilted my head, bit my lip and took the picture. I loved the way my 32 D tits looked without a bra, my hard little nipples pushing at the fabric of my shirt. My long brown hair was flipped to one side and in my bright green eyes you.