He licked his lips as he gazed at her wet cunt, and his hand moved to grip his cock.Loni reached down and parted her pussylips. "Please lick my little...pussy, Daddy," she purred."You don't have to ask twice, baby," he murmured.He knelt between her legs and let his tongue slide along her juicy cuntslit. He moaned with joy, relishing the wetness and warmth of her pussy."Ohh, yeah, Daddy, lick my pussy!" Loni squealed.Van gripped her young, smooth asscheeks, hauling her pussy up to his hungry. Then he saw a look in her eyes that he had seen in thousands of woman's eyes, and that he would never tire of. The look of complete adoration. And he earned that look. They fucked again, and again, and again, through the afternoon. As best she could remember 16 years later, the repairman had six more orgasms. She had already lost count of her own, but she was pretty sure that throughout the day, she must have had a hundred.He left ten minutes before her husband arrived home from work. He was. Then I saw it. Her shorts were wet right under her delectable shaved pussy. I asked her why she had gotten home early today, and she told me, “Honey it is a state holiday. It's veterans day.” I never thought about that. “Oh so you have been here all day?” “Yes I have.” I wondered why she wasn't dressed for work when she had made me breakfast. We sat and ate our dinner and I managed to get my raging hard cock to go down. As we got up to clean the dishes I felt her hand ever so slightly brush my. He glared down at her. His silver eyes darkening to an almost black. For some reason, seeing this dark side of him really turned her on more. Didnt I tell you to not make any noise? He asked her, his voice going dark and full on dominate. His hands started to undo his belt buckle. He had it unfastened and took it off and stood there holding the belt in his hand. Put your hands up above your head. She slowly raised her arms. He grabbed them and pushed her back into one of the legs of the.