Taken in all, Jennifer was a luscious piece, 100 percent girl, but Cathy could not warm up to her reciprocally. There was something in the shadows of ...ennifer's green eyes that left Cathy feeling nervous and uncertain, anxious to be alone.Just as now. She wanted Jennifer to go away, now that she had served her purpose. Chris was waiting for her up the beach, and he was all that mattered. She had no interest in spending any more time with Jennifer and wondered how she could make the girl. “I want you to fuck me! I want to be your WHORE, your SLUT, and your fucking nasty girl! I want you to make me a woman!” I thought about Daddy fucking me again; forty-five years old and still a stud. Mom was always so happy the morning after I heard them going at it. I looked at my hands, no longer my own, in the thrall of this sex toy, wanting to press them against his chest as he mounted me, to feel his muscles flex as he penetrated his own daughter. The monstrous toy slid itself down my body. Her dress rises up and he has a good look at her sweet spot whilst her legs are splayed open. She is shaved with a very faint amount of fair pubic hair trimmed into a small "landing strip" and her lips looks so neat and wet. A lovely looking pussy, and her ass was looking very inviting also just visible.Harry whipped his shirt off and quickly pulled down his jeans and boxers. In doing so his cock already hard sprung up. Leaving him standing there just in his socks completely naked.Louise leant. " "And I was in love with you by then too." I smiled at Kelly. "It was my love for you that eventually caused me to not only accept the fact that you were going to have sex with other men, but to actually begin wanting you to do it." Kelly turned and looked at me. "Now that I really don't understand." "Keep your eyes on the road." "Okay." Kelly was chuckling. I continued. "There are several reasons I want you to date other men. We both know I'm a masochist. I get a thrill from the pain of.