I like the blow-job too. I like to make sex in my bed-room, but I also like nature. I don't like to make sex during winter time, but during the warm a...d hot seasons, like spring, summer and autumn. I like the virgin girls, but the girls with a lot of experience too. I like the shaved pussy rather than the hairy pussy.. .. but he had refused. He wanted to stick around Livingston's to get a few things straightened out! Besides, he felt Tricia couldn't have any really good reason for leaving anyway. She seemed to have been having a good enough time paling around with her "dear old daddy" during the last few days. She could just wait until he was ready to go now... after she had managed to drag him up to the stupid reunion in the first place!"Excuse me, every-body..." Tricia said. She just couldn't sit there any. Then he took my bra, leaving me completely bare, on top. He slapped my boobs up against the cold bare wall so that the nipples hardened as they sprang to life. Then he squeezed them so hard that I yell out."Shut your mouth, slut," he said.I bit my tongue, knowing it would have a better use soon. He fondled my boobs again and I got wet, dripping wet, it was going to leak through my trousers soon.I didn’t have to worry though he grabbed the rest of my clothes, and fingers my pussy. He whispered. Ed left Dale in a panting heap on the plush area rug to go to the bathroom. Dale didn’t move, even when Ed returned a couple of minutes later. “Let’s go another round!” he said, walking back into the living room. “Dale?” Ed made his way over to Dale, still laying on the rug. He shook him a little before putting his own arms up in the air triumphantly. “Yeah!” he bellowed. Dale was passed out. Ed had won. I could feel the pace of my heart quicken as Ed came over to sit down beside me. My.