Le vent me chatouilla les fesses qui étaient moites avec la chaleur ambiante....je me laissais faire sans mot, il posa ses deux mains sur mes petites...fesses blanches imberbes sans poil et les caresserent, les ecarterent un peu pour laisser apparraitre mon petit trou et rapidement je sentis sa moustache me chatouillait le cul...oui, il me bouffait le cul, c'était trop bon, j'avais même l'impression qu il introduisait quelque chose dans mes fesses parfois tellement sa langue était vigoureuse. Il. Once again Dad took one nipple in his mouth and I took the other one in my mouth. Dad didn’t stop there though and undid Mom’s jeans pulling them down with my help. He lowered her panties too and revealed her pussy to me. Then together we sucked on a nipple, finger fucked her, and attacked her clit until Mom too passed out.Dad said, “Wow! We have two girls to pleasure anytime that we want too.”I looked at Dad and asked, “Anytime?”He smiled and said, “You bet! They belong to us, don’t. We had some disagreements over the months but decidedly few and all minor. I simply love her and soon will be able to call her my wife. Mrs. Natasha Powell, who'd have believed it just a couple of years ago. Not me for sure.Natasha has taken Mr. Kopolova's original company on in leaps and bounds and apart from board meetings, her father no longer involves himself. Petra's role has changed as she no longer needs act as a buffer. Natasha is now all charm at work and everyone loves her. At least. And since Icouldn't rise until he said so I found myself teetering on the red high-heeled shoes. Nothing seemed to match except for the sluttiness.Finally Jimmy said I could get up and get him that beer. While I walked tothe kitchen passing one of the other guys (I found out later his name wasPaul) he stopped me and told me to raise the back of my skirt so he couldsee my tattoo better.It was at this point that I finally found out what was written. Out loudPaul read the words pull my Panties.