They returned shortly in matching baby doll outfits but in different colors. Randi’s was blue and Jill’s was red. They both went to sit by Mike an... started kissing his cheek and ears on the side they were on. Mike just smiled and asked what they had planned.“You will see, Daddy. It is a secret and we don’t want to spoil it. Isn’t that what you told us about tomorrow?” Jill said and then started to giggle.Randi, meanwhile, had dropped to her knees and was removing Sir’s shorts and started to. "I don't want to be rude to him, but honestly speaking, I woke up in a sour, bitter mood today. With a feigned, insincere, and faked-up smile, I reply him:"Good morning. What can I do for you, sir?"He is standing there with a bunch of cutely and amazing-looking flowers. They must be fairly expensive and delicate too. Are they for me? I am wondering quietly and noiselessly."I have got this special delivery for you," he intones freely. "It is from a man who honestly and sincerely loves you. Where. “My pussy! It’s so wet. Why is it so wet?” she asked, alarmed. “You’re aroused, Ayla. It’s supposed to be wet,” he tried to explain. “It never gets this way! Even when I play with it,” she cried, cupping it. Byron watched the woman’s eyes roll back in her head, when she cupped her aroused cunt, and wondered if she had ever had an orgasm. She let go of her pussy and ripped her sheath completely off. He nearly came right then, when she pulled her hairless lips open wide and stared at her scarlet. “Even in the dark, with the ’no touching’ rule I could tell you apart then and even with you on top of me, which masks your height well, I must say, your pussy feels different.” “I think it might be different for women, as two dicks of the same relative size, probably feel very similar.” “Pussies are so much more complicated, size, depth, big lips, small lips, k**s and, of course, every woman has her own unique smell.” “Anyway, what’s the plan here?” I queried. “I’m guessing since you flew out.