Their laughter subsided, followed by another moment of silence. "So what do you use?" Cassie asked nonchalantly. "Huh?" Brad replied. "Like what do yo... use when you masturbate?" Cassie asked. "Uh. My hand?" Brad answered dumbfounded. "Well obviously! I mean like do you use anything? Like porn or anything?" Cassie asked. Brad shrugged. Not knowing how to answer. Cassie noticed his reluctance in answering. "Well I read erotic stories once and awhile." Cassie said. She was always very honest and. I know what you want. My pants come off almost immediately, you would be insulted if they stayed on any longer. We only have about 3-4 hours after all and I know how you like to make every minute count. It's as if you've been deprived of everything you need to just exist. The way you make your way towards me, your eyes fixed on my now throbbing cock, like an a****l stalking it's prey. You move in as close as possible without touching, I can feel your breathing getting heavier almost like you. To her, gold is a means to an end, nothing worth holding onto as she could earn more with ease. She also has them all strip down to bare skin before entering the formation and taking their places. Each of them wears a loincloth, to preserve some level of modesty. At this point, they are all familiar with one another in various states of undress. So, it wasn’t a problem. Once they are in position, she begins heating up the floor underneath them again. It goes from the natural coolness of the. "I think you're wet enough now, Sammi? What do you think?" he asked.By this time I think Sammi would have agreed with Dad if he'd told her that the sky was green and grass was blue. She just groaned and nodded, her blonde pigtails bouncing.Daddy moved behind her and grasped her hips, holding her in place, his erection rearing in front of him, ready to mount this eager little filly.He placed the head of his cock at Sammi's hole and pushed, making her groan and try to pull forward, but his hands.