Quietly now, come over to her." Her mother, Katherine, was lying on her stomach with her legs spread. She had probably fallen asleep while being fucke... one more time. I knew the men of her husband's boat had fucked her and her daughters to cement their relationship with our band. The girl moved between her mother's legs and looked at me questioningly. I knelt down beside her and whispered, "Hold your hand like this." I made a fist with the fingers together and sticking out. "Push one hand into. Sadly, though, we never repeated it fora long time.Prior to getting married, it was common for me to be dressed often. Ialways traveled with assorted lingerie, dresses, makeup and, of course,my dildo. A typical night would leave me at my hotel with an early callfor room service a bottle of wine and my laptop. I would always startslowly, trying to make the evening last as long as possible. My morningsales calls were usually scheduled for no earlier than 10:00 am sostaying up very late was never. They thought she was legal, and they took hundreds of pictures of her. They couldn't stop. She was that good looking. What? Sure, I'll describe her. She's tall, like a volleyball player, with brown hair, the kind with natural gold highlights in it. She's slim too. Her breasts aren't really all that big, maybe thirty-sixes, but because she's so tall and slim, they look big. She has those pale nipples, set on pale areolas, the kind it's hard to see, which just makes you want to get closer. What?. What a turn-on that was to her, and when she felt the head of his dick nudging into her pussy, she thought she was going to explode again. He slowly pushed further into her tight hole and she caught her breath at how thick and hard he felt inside her and completely filled her up. He pushed even further and she felt a thick gush of her juices slide out and surround his big hot cock. He started to thrust in and out and she groaned with pleasure at the sensations they made. It was even more of a.