"Stop Daddy!" She cried in between giggles. He sat her down right side up on a bar stool, still giggling. "Now pick up your crayons and go get ready f...r supper," he said.The girl grasped the paper that she had been meticulously annihilating before he had arrived and held it up to him. Smiling he took it and placed it on the refrigerator with a magnet. Amy leaned over, scooped all of her crayons into the nearby ice cream bucket where they were stored and scurried off into the next room to wash. Her hips swayed erotically from side to side, the way African American seem to have turned into an art form, she was one very sexy young lady. She greeted me and we chatted as she took my order, asking how my weekend home had been, how my day had gone etc., the small talk of people who are comfortable in each others company. I asked her about college and how the course was going, the usual stuff, before she left for the kitchen with my order. Before she went, she filled my coffee cup and left. Nena lost her grip on the steel poles and cried out as her father swung her forward causing her to trip and fall forward on the dirt. Nena tried to scurry away like a little animal as her father approached nudging her with his foot, the hard boot digging into the softness of her tummy and the underside of her large swinging tits, insistently guiding her towards the doghouse in the middle of the yard. Nena cried and whimpered as her father nudged further forward, her firm body sweaty from the. So I invited Pooja for a dance. I changed CD and put on a slow sensual track then I took Pooja into my arms.I began to dance with her. Pooja just melted into my arms her soft boobs were pressing on my chest. As the danced progressed I pushed my hands inside her top I sensed the bare skin on my palms it was velvety in touch. My hands roamed on her bare back it moved upwards till they met the back hooks of her bra in a swift movement.I removed the hooks of her bra then I slowly dipped down and.