At the height of her femininity ... and the heights she reached were more than I imagined ... and, believe me ... I have a superb imagination.Wendy pa...sed superb like Richard Petty lapped the field twice in the 1973 Daytona 500; Way out front.She was standing in her altogethers in front of a mirror. Her no sag no crease breasts were cupped in her ivory palms while her index finger and thumb on each of those long slender hands were rolling her coral nipples ... her perfect face was slightly. Eddie helped me." Melody sat thoughtfully, looking back and forth at both of them. "So Daddy you knew Mom and Peter were going to..." "Honey, Peter was in a tough place and your Mom had always had a thing for him. I went along with it because I knew how much it would mean to your mother after all the times she had me pretend I was him," said Eddie.She turned to look at me. I looked back. Finally I said, "I didn't have any idea and wasn't thinking about this at all Melody, but I must admit,. "Just be a good little syn." He ran his fingers down her spine, over her ass, and slipped them between her legs.Renee shuddered as they entered her slit. Even though she knew it was pointless, she clamped her thighs together over the hand, trying to get it out."Now, now," said Claude. "None of that." He easily kneed her legs apart, removed his hand, and undid his pants.The soft sheets bunched tightly in her hands as his manhood brushed against her lower lips.Just let it happen. It'll be over. " I find myself begging, screaming, pleading to be fucked, as the fingers sink deeper into my tunnel. The knuckles are now inside, and I can feel the thumb, separate from the fingers, explore, and lubricate, independently."No, we're not ready yet. You haven't earned it yet, has he ladies?" The women, by now, have become quite vocal. The first hand slowly slides out, and another invited to replace it. And so it goes, three or four times.My cock is freed, the binding leaving narrow ruts that.