They were fucking machines, that's all.Velvet had always been held up as a weapon against her. Frank compared the both of them and Velvet's innocence ...ecame the focal point of his life.If he knew that his daughter was blowing a horse it would surely kill him. Arabella grinned at the idea. Felling Frank was something she had never considered.Maybe their was a way to keep his cock yet gain the upper hand. She knew he was fucking about like a veritable satyr. The time had come to fix his wagon.She. A few tugs, and a little shimmy, and her panties were dropping past her knees. She carefully lifted each foot through them, then crumpled them in one hand and stepped over to hold them out to me."Come closer." She eyed me suspiciously, then gave a little yelp when I grabbed her arm and pulled her close to me. I took the offered panties from her hand, but wrapped my other arm around her waist to hold her in place. "Stand still. I'm not going to hurt you."I shook out her panties and let them hang. "Why do you look so nervous? And why are you sweating?" I don't feel good," he said, his voice still weak. "I think I'd better go." I think you'd better stay," said Lucy, her voice now stern. "What the fuck happened on this camping trip?"All three teens gasped as one. It was the first time any of them had heard a word harsher than "Darn!" issue from Lucy's lips. She wasn't a prude, or Puritanical in her outlook on life, but she had always preached that the use of curse words suggested a lack of. She had always felt a bit insecure around her. The other girl was cuter and had curves in places Rory only dreamed of having. Her legs were better too, Rory thought in envy as the other girl stepped out of her slacks. Paris turned completely away to remove her bra and Rory found herself fascinated by the cheeks of the blonde's butt peeking out from her high cut skimpy panties."Oh GOD!" Rory suddenly thought. Panties! She wasn't wearing any. She had turned away from Paris herself as she removed.