Ich kann es verstehen. Erst die Schule, und dann zu mir, dableibt nicht viel Zeit. Wart mal, ich schaue mal, was ich ?brig habe."Als sie weg war konnt... ich nicht anders, die Schleusen ?ffneten sich,und ich sah verschwommen schwarze Tropfen auf dem Tisch. Nach einigenMomenten hatte ich mich etwas beruhigt und griff zu der K?chenrolle, umdie Tr?nen wegzuwischen. Das Tuch zeigte den weggeschwemmten Maskara undKajal. Unglaublich, wie so wenig Makeup so viel schwarze Farbe auf demTuch produzieren. McKenna and Dillon had been observing their parents this whole time and were both getting quite turned on by the sight. McKenna didn’t remember her father’s cock being this large from previous trips to Cap d’Agde but then again that was a long time ago and her memory wasn’t as good then. From her perspective, her father’s cock was nearly 6 inches and it wasn’t even hard yet. She was also amazed at the manly forest of pubes that surrounded the base of his dick. Her father was a really hairy man. There was, as usual something of a hurry. It all had to be ready for Seven in the evening and it was already One O'clock.Also as usual people panicked about the time left - it was the same every year - and every year it was all ready on time. But all felt the community spirit and it was their day.The door opened, gently, with a whispering sound, and two girls entered. He recognized them immediately, the seventeen-year-old Dulle twins, Harriet and Henrietta. They were pretty, but not overly. "I most certainly would. Now drop your pants, I want to see what the fuss is about that little girl pussy of yours!Jane did what she was told, revealing a hairless snatch and a swollen clit."MMMM, nice. Let's see if Bradley things it tastes as nice as it looks. Straddle his mouth with your pretty little girl pussy!" she commanded in a sultry voice.Jane straddled Brads mouth, tears filling up her eyes. But Bradley wouldn't open up his mouth. His Mom took a magizine and rolled it up, swatting his.