I could see from the lust in his eyes that he was undressing me in his head. I should mention that whenever I am in a bad mood, I wear a really short ...kirt, barely covering my tight ass. It makes my mood that much better knowing that men will enjoy the view and lust after me. This particular day I had picked the shortest one and matched it with high heel boots over the knee, a white shirt and a light coat. I had dispensed with a bra and today I was wearing a tiny sheer white g string. I felt. He just hands me the lube. I look at him a little funny, he says it will go in easier.I started with two fingers, going as deep as I could. I than tried three fingers, my sister was tight. I knew I was going to have to use the lube if I wished four fingers in. She was nice and pink and she tasted really sweet. I didn't think I was going to be able to fit my whole hand in. Daddy saw me stop and asked me if she was to tight, I said yes. Daddy said keep working it, so I did just that. He came up. She gave a happy little sigh as she stepped onto the bridge. This for now was their spot, their little bit of privacy, their little bit of heaven.She leaned back against the rail and looked up into Michael’s face.Unable to resist she reached up and stroked a finger gently down his cheek and across his jaw line.Michael closed his eyes at her featherlike touch, and gave a shudder, and when he opened them again there was a distinct metallic cast to their blackness.“There were times,” he whispered. I suddenly jumped in shock when she touched my neck.Though a little ashamed,Olivia touched my neck again and drew closer.Then ran her finger all over my neck and then my chest.I just stood there…Then she put her arm around me and pulled me down gently and kissed me. After a few seconds she let go and looked at me expectantly.Her eyes wanting me and hoping that i would give myself to her.I kissed her back.We kissed deeply.After about a minute i let go.She put her arms arounds my waist and pulled.