He threw the shirt across the room and began to fumble with her bra in a mad frenzy. Giggling, Paige unhooked it for him and dropped it to the floor. ...is eyes ate in the sight of his daughter's bare flesh as his monster hands began squeezing her breasts as hard as he could. Paige moaned with both pain and delight, and writhed beneath her father's weight. Lowering his head, David nibbled at his little girl's tits and then slowly sucked in her entire breasts, one at a time.When Paige had a moment. I’ve never seen one this long.”And then the awkward feeling of an obviously tight pussy trying to press down over the end of my cock begins. (Spit on it, girl! I scream in my mind. A dry fuck is going to tear the skin off me!)Oddly enough as her pussy gets over the tip, she wiggles a little and I can feel her wetness. Slowly she backs off and then back on, a little further each time until she has more than half of me inside her. She’s so tight that I beg her silently not to ever stop moving up. ’ ‘This Crystal Passion is a big soul and R&B fan,’ said Jacquie, misquoting my sister. ‘It’s not just gonna be folk.’ ‘Is she black?’ wondered Jacquie. ‘Is she gonna be like Joan Armatrading or Tracy Chapman?’ ‘No,’ I admitted. ‘She’s a white girl and I don’t think she’s anything like either of those two.’ ‘You don’t have to come with us, you know,’ Jane challenged her sister. ‘You can stay home and frig to fucking Tracy Chapman. I bet she’d love to lick your quim.’ ‘I bet she fucking. Expressing her sexuality had to be private. That meant it would have to be confined to the house.Before noon Kara called me and informed me that she had to stay late. She offered to pick up some take-out on the way home. I was disappointed that she was working late but I readily agreed to her offer of bringing something home. Kara also said that she had had a meeting with Winston Grayson that morning and wanted to discuss it with me. I was anxious to hear what he had said and promised that we.