"Good morning," she said."You're damn straight this is a good morning!" I replied. I pulled her up and kissed her lightly. I didn't want to subject he... to my morning breath. I pulled away a little and said, "Let me up. I need to brush my teeth."She replied with, "You don't need to get up. I have some mouthwash for you." She then got up on her knees and worked her way up to straddle my face."Oh yeah... I better scope this out," I said teasingly as she lowered her sweet pussy down on my waiting. Gracefully, her beautiful body bucks and writhes, now and in their moments of exquisitely pleasurable foreplay. The honesty and intensity of her responses stuns him. There is no hint of manipulation. Her piercing, green gaze has the power to hold him and speak directly to his burgeoning love. Izetta is more alive in these moments than he has ever seen her. 'Glorious,' Alfonse thinks. He feels her pussy tighten around his ample cock and grits his teeth. He fears their fun will end. Alfonse lets. The world will be a better place for it.”Connie says, “I must admit it, dear, when they watch I have been fingering myself a little. It feels a little adventuresome to have someone turned on – even if they are boys. It does get me more in the mood for you when you get home.”For the next two weeks of the warm summer, like clock-work at 1 PM, Connie strolls to her reclining deck chair, removes her bathrobe, exposes a mature woman’s body and lies back in the chair. She pushes out her tanned. They used paint ball guns but from what I understand in the past they used pellet guns or salt buckshot.“When we get back in the morning I hope to see you composed and not under any punishments,” Big Daddy scowled at his daughter. She assured him she would be good.As Big Daddy was leaving he whispered to me “You are doing a good job. If you need to punish her don’t hesitate to do so on my account. She can take way more of that broom handle though. Don’t let her tell you otherwise. Her and her.