She wanted these thongs so badly and would gladly model them for her dad to get them.Karl lusted at all the hot butts he was seeing--girls in the tigh...est jeans, and some in yoga pants. He had flash-thoughts about some these girls: How many were wearing thongs right now--snug and tight over their shaved pussies? How many of their dads smelled their panties like he did with Roxie’s cotton treasures? How many let their dad’s see their pussies like she did? Karl walked with his daughter with a. -----Avery watched Cinnamon as she walked in his direction. He sat at the crowded lunch table and pushed around the overcooked food on his tray. Cinnamon and Avery were acquaintances. They had talked/flirted a few times in the past school year but they had never pursued anything more. Avery wasn’t surprised when she came up to the lunch table and took the empty seat beside him.“Hey stranger . . . ” she giggled. “What it do, girl?” “You act like you don’t know me anymore!” Avery joked.They. Lisa must have been about 45/46 not much of a pretty face but what a body she had huge big tits great legs and a fine ass many a night I would wank my big cock thinking about fucking her . She was very good friends with my mother and sometimes would have parties in her own house and me and my s****r would get dragged along I didn’t mined because she always flashed her tits and panties by accident when she was d***k being young and horny this was amazing to me . On a couple of occasions I would. Jane had explained the value of the salt previously, so I didn't want to give them too much and the amount I gave was about a teaspoonful in each packet. They couldn't fathom out the packets, until Jane explained it to them and what was in it. This was a wonderful gift and then thanked me so much. You didn't need to know the language, to see the joy I had given, through such a small gift on my part but a rich one for them.The food was as good as Jane produces, but when we put the food into our.