Their cunts." "What... what?" I eagerly pumped her."Oh, usually I start with the question about how deep their orifices are. You know, how many inches...of cock they can take." "How do they usually answer?" Well, it's kind of inconclusive," she told me. "It turns out that most women don't have a husband or a lover with a prick really large enough to give them a stiff test. Most women say that they enjoy sex, but they're usually left wanting mare." "Gee, that's really interesting. What else do you. ..red and white rose pedals spread all over the bed...candles lit with the essence of your favorite scent...cloth wrapped around your eyes blinding you from any possible sight being able to use only the other 4 senses...you feel my presence and aura in the room. From across the room I stare and admire your beauty. I come closer to you as you start to smell my masculine scent become stronger the closer I get to you, but not touching you. You feeling my presence surrounding you in anticipation of. "Yeah, that's it baby, suck that cock!" Ferrand continued to try and advance the discussion through the pleasure Kari was giving his cock "I got a, a, mmmm, - buddy, he's got this boat he, mmm that's it baby, he captains. Uh-uh yesssssss! We COULD RENT OUT!" Ferrand finished as his orgasm hit."The catch is, this buddy of mine has a taste for white pussy, and he has a son, both of them would want their chance to fuck Kari and fill her with their cum throughout the trip". He exclaimed as Kari. She was dressed in a short red Christmas dress with white fluffy trim, with a cute Christmas hat to match. She even had on turned up red felt shoes with a fluffy pompom on the turned up points. The dress was too short, especially for a family gathering, and I could feel every man’s eyes on her, every pubescent boy’s, even some women whom I had always suspected. My daughter’s a flighty girl with long blonde hair, full B-cup titties and slender tender legs. And as the night wore on she got.