Dad’s right hand is around my slim waist, while his other hand is in my right hand. Whereas my left hand is on Dad’s shoulder. After few minutes o... dancing, I felt Dad’s palm slipped from my waist and rested on my fleshy bum cheeks.Dad’s hand there was giving me kind of thrill & joy. While soothing my bum he dragged me closer to him. With this, his frontal portion touched my swollen pussy between my thighs. And my fine globes were crushed under his strong chest.3Dad’s actions on my buttocks and. But I do remember a time in the same woods when there were four guys standing around reading license plates or something, like no one would know what they were doing there at night in the woods. So I went up to help them get in the mood. One was an overweight college k** who turned out to have an embarrassingly little dick, but all he wanted to do was get fucked, so I guess it didn't matter to him. What could he do about it, anyway? The others were older guys, but hell, they were horny. To take her mind off of the ominous feelings and suspicions that had haunted her since Jeff pranced off for the kennels with Aunt Claudia, Toni set down her can of Endust on the desk and topped it with the dust cloth, then ran her fingers down the first row of books studying the titles. Surprised to see that most of the volumes were of legal content, she passed off the search for good leisure reading material and lazily helped herself to the comfort of Uncle Milt's executive chair that. God, what have I lucked on here? Steve thought. Nothing like this had ever happened to him outside a dream. The train rumbled through the dark countryside. Feeling compelled to break the silence, Steve said, "Just come from a club?" She took out her chewing gum and stretched across Steve to stick it on the window. As her body leaned against him (her cleavage was in front of his face at one point), Steve stiffened down below, and his heart pounded. She sat back down and giggled. Is she high?.