Lanie’s moans and cries were loud from the start and something about the volume spurred him on. Over and over his hand came down on her ass, the blo...chy red hand-print quickly developed into a redder and more defined shape with each blow of his hand against the tender flesh. Lanie was moving her hips in circular motions and, when he stopped after every few blows to rub his hand gently over the reddening hand-print, he had to resist the urge to drop his pants, step in behind her and feel the. Though it had been over two years before, I could still feel her smooth skin as I rolled her tits in my hands. Wendy was wearing a silk dress with a mixed pattern of flowers, nuts, and berries, it was her Thanksgiving dress. “Something like this,” I whispered into her ear while unbuttoning the four buttons at the back of the dress. We had not taken Brenda’s shirt off, it had not been necessary. I had found the catch to her shorts and dropped them to her ankles. She had stepped out of them and. I’ve been lucky enough to catch a couple good glimpses of her from time to time in various states of undress in front of the windows.The best was one time when she just stripped totally naked right in front of the window to change clothes. I saw clearly saw her entire body fully nude from the front. She has pretty big shapely tits for such a thin frame; they’re firm and extend pretty far downward. I’d estimate she may be a 32 D. Her pussy is completely bald, but I’ve only been lucky enough to. Sam’s cock was ready again. He’d never once considered fucking his own daughter, but the thought of playing along with Beth and John’s fantasy was making him more aroused than he’d been in years! His wife had been gone for just over a decade and the only action he had seen since then was his hand. So, what the fuck? Why not?Sam’s hand came down hard on Beth’s naked ass, leaving a red hand print.Beth cried out, “Daddy, please, I’ll behave, I promise!”Sam’s hand repeated the act, making the other.