I've been looking for ways to use it."She laughed. "Sure you have," she said."But honestly, it's been a long time since I've had something worth worki...g for. I haven't really had much meaning in my life for a while. But now I have a goal." What's that?" Making you happy," I told her.Her eyes began to well up with tears. "Really, Daddy?" she asked."Absolutely, Kimmy."She broke down into tears then, throwing her arms around me and burying her face in my chest. I could feel the moisture seeping. " I assume this is your first time?" "Yes," she admitted."Don't be nervous or embarrassed, Brandy. I am a professional at my trade. Do you want the entire package?" Yes, I do," Brandy said, even though she was not sure what that entailed. But, if she was going to do it then she was going to go all the way.Paul gave her his address and hung up. Brandy took a deep breath and headed upstairs to shower and get ready. When she pulled up in front of his home two hours later she was surprised to find. She immediately rushed to the bedroom and stripped herself naked and showed me her beautiful Married Indian hanging boobs, tummy and tight hairy pussy. She went inside the bath and told me that she wants to clean her pussy hair and wants to be clean for her BF on the first fuck of the year. I completely agreed. I went and got some cold wax and razor so as to clean her lovely sweet honey pussy. She sat down on the chair and raised her legs and supported herself on another lower stool by. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I brushed my nipples. The tingles of pleasure had me gasping. I pictured Mike taking my breasts into his hands and running his thumbs across my nibs. My mental image had me moaning and my juices going from damp to running in short order. That empty feeling down there that needed to be filled started to grow and I was regretting having left my vibrator at home. I brought one hand down from my tits to my mound, sliding one finger across my lips. I swear I jerked at.