....hard".Ziva turned herself round and pointed to her mouth. "Fill this big boy,....if you can!" Insulting as always.I crawled forwards over Ziva and...looked down at her cunt. It was completely bald and just a tight slit – no exterior vulva lips. I pulled her legs up and looked at her asshole. It was brown and wrinkled, nestling between her tight little buns. I put my head down and tongued her asshole. I pushed it inside and wriggled it about. I thought how good it would be to fuck it, but not. She hugged me and we sat and chatted. I could tell she was nervous, and I tried to get her to relax. My cock was already hard, but I did not want to push my luck. She stayed long enough to have dinner with me. I could not take my eyes off her. Her breasts were small, hidden by her outfit. I wanted to take her right then, but I didnt want to scare her away. When she got ready to leave, I asked her for a hug. She was hesitant, but gave me one anyway. I made sure my hard cock was pressing against. I looked at his vague shape moving behind the glass, blurred by the wet glass. Already I was quivering with anticipation and rapidly undid the robe and allowed it drop to the floor. I wanted so much to open the door, step in with him, fall on my knees, and put his cock into my mouth. I wondered what he would do. He would be shocked, for sure, but would he enjoy it, or would he become angry, knowing that it was his own daughter wanting his thick cock? Maybe that plan was too abrupt. Stepping. I am not in the mood for games,"Beth replied with frustration.Thomas realized he was going to have to be more direct with Beth. "IfI did this maybe it was to help you." How could this help me" asked Beth"For starters, it made your mom open to what you had to say. She wouldlisten more than she usually did. And it would help if you have anally on your side. A dream like this would be real enough that yourmom would have to believe it is a possibility. And she would be ableto accept your.