..." Catching her mid moan, he turned her around sealing his lips over her mouth. ‘Mmmmm! His tongue is so smooth' she thought as it swirled in her ...outh caressing her. Her tortured body craved his manhood. She yearned for him to take herhard right there in the way that she had begged him to over the past month, "Oh Steve...Please do it to me.... Take it.... Take me now.... Fuck me hard!" He obviously had other plans. His mouth slowly explored the contours of her back, blazing a trail of hot. ’ I replied emphasizing the ‘Ms’. From the look of his face he seemed surprised that I wasn’t married to Samson. After not seeing Samson for so long he didn’t know if he had taken on a wife or not. It was common not to carry the name of your husband nowadays but he knew by the ‘Ms’ that this was not the case. ‘Ms. Clareon’ he addressed me rolling my last name from his tongue and pronouncing it in its perfect French tone as I had moments ago. ‘You are such a beautiful woman. Are you from here?. “Oh, my god,” my sister groaned. “This is so hot. I’m so fucking wet, Debra.”“I’m soaking my shorts,” I moaned and then we scooted down again, lining up for his next approach.It was so sexy every time he came back towards us. We had three more times to tease him. Three more times to feel him getting closer and closer and closer to us. Our butts wiggled, our faces hot in the warm sun. I felt a bead of my pussy juices trickling down my thighs. That was how wet I was.I wanted Daddy to fall to his. I feel your hard cock in your trousers poking into me and I know how excited this is making you. I stand up and grab you by your shirt, pulling you to your feet. I sit on the chair and lift one of my legs up to the desk, so you can see my wet glistening pussy clearly. You lick your lips and move forward. I stop you, "sit back down, you can look but you cannot touch". I slowly bring my hand down my thigh, and brush over my pussy. Your breathing gets heavier. I use two fingers to give you a.