.... tongues dancing mid air as each savoured one another's....then lunging at one another with a passion Alex could only recall seeing in films. He c...uld hear their gasps of pleasure...their groans.....their grunts. He could sense the passion being generated, the feeling they had for one another and he didn't need to be told this was never a one off. He knew then this was not the first time she had been taken with this lover.He watched on til finally they their passion exhausted, they parted. She smiles up at me. “I bet the bell would ring every time you spanked me, daddy.”I grin back at her. “We should definitely get those, Muffin.”Josephine was curious about the fake pussies. So I had to explain to her about the different ways guys masturbate.“There is so much. It’s all so sinful.” Constance comes up to me with her little smile. She was holding a set of ben-wa balls. “I would like these.” She says.Ultimately I have the girls pick out two items each. Items to use in their shoots as. Standing out from the pale rose of her areolas, they’re as big as the tip of my pinky finger. Plenty to wrap your lips around and suck hard. I swear that if she could hold on long enough, I could make her come just by sucking her nipples. It drives her absolutely wild.She reached down and picked up the bottle again. The first few squirts weren’t enough for those magnificent breasts. They looked absolutely delicious glistening in the light of the vanity.She seemed to be made for those tits,. The first three things on Charlie’s list were easy. We had phenomenal local raised beef in the area and I had a source for Scotch so old that was drawing a pension, same for the stogies but a teenage hooker? This wasn’t exactly a prime spot for that. That would take some doing and I was short on time in which to do it.“Daddy?” my daughter’s voice pulled me away from my thoughts. “I asked you how you liked your dinner.”“Oh. It’s delicious sweetie.” I flashed a half-hearted smile but slipped back.