For a while, Liv bought into the idea that she might be jinxing their expeditions. Until she realized it was always the same nugget, vaguely shaped li...e Donald Duck.Periodically, they would find something worthwhile and the money was pooled together and split up at Christmas. Panning for gold was how she got her first Playstation and a bunch of games. Though she wasn't a full partner, she didn't mind. Any excuse to hang out in the mountains with her dad was fine."Oh, thank god," Liv muttered to. ”I made my way down from her tits across the flat belly, kissing her navel and getting the first taste of her pubic hair, soft and perfumed. With both hands she spread her pussy lips to give me a good view. I moved my nose into the soft wetness, my tongue licking furiously, my fingers playing with the clit which was as hard and big as her nipples and made her moan and giggle. When she started cumming, she pushed my head down hard to eat that vibrating pussy which tasted so sweet.She then told. Two fingers don’t come close, you think, and you wonder how it will feel when I…or if I enter you. That wasn’t part of the plan you discussed with me, when we laid out the scenario the night before. This was our first time meeting face to face, and the plan was to use hands, to use mouths, to do almost anything I wanted except to fuck you with my cock. It seemed less crazy, working our way gradually up to something more intimate, more like sex and less like fooling around. It seemed more. She generally kicked my butt since she could recall every card played, in order. She put down her cards and looked up at me. "Mike?" she asked."That sounds like a troubled tone of voice," I said."It is. I'm worried that you don't like having me here," she said."What in the hell gave you that idea?" I asked really astonished."What have you been doing about sex for the past year?" Anne asked.Shocked, I blinked a few times and finally managed to close my mouth. "Anne!" Don't Anne me. You asked and.