She reached up and kissed me.“You can put your cock in my pussy anytime you want.”I couldn’t help but smile as returned to the table thinking ab...ut Tam’s comment. I picked Kacy up and carried her to the restroom where I placed her on the toilet. After she had wiped, I carried her to another bunk where I tucked her in. “You have got to fuck me sometime with those beads in my ass. I want you to feel how tight I think that makes me.” I returned to carry Brit to the restroom. She gave me a huge hug. "What's wrong, honey," Cindy asked. "What was in that letter?"The girl looked up and said, "It's that time again. I hate it!" What time? What do you hate? Who is the letter from?" It's from Ron Jackson. He's my baby's father. He's Ronald Jackson, Jr. It was a great concession for Ron to acknowledge paternity ... as if I ever slept with another guy. He sends $100 a month in child support." 'That time'? What time?" Cindy persisted.Tears were flowing form April's eyes. "Ron plays football. Have. He must have felt that coming on too, because he jumped as he quickly stopped kissing me and removed the vibrator from my covered slit quickly. He then said, "Oh did you want me to do this?" This had turned me on so much that I could not even begin explaining how good it made me feel. I nodded. He sat back; handing me the vibrator then removed his own jeans. I had never seen his cock before that moment, but it was big, hard and very impressive. I pulled down my lacy panties finding that I was. He felt the oil dripping onto his right leg and his body quaked as his hardness slipped between her breasts when she leaned forward to massage his leg and blow to heat the oil, filling the room once again of the scent of mandarin oranges. Back and forth she rubs the oil into his thigh and calf, stretching far to reach his ankle and foot; giving him a teasing glimpse under her dressing gown with every stroke and teasing his sensitive manhood to almost unbearable arousal. Finishing up the right.