I know my turn has come. I grab her hands and hold them above her head, spinning her around against the other wall. Her stretched breasts heaving in a...ticipation. Her eyes close, she licks her lips and I nibble on her nipples. They’re exquisite and hard in my mouth. She comes back around and tells me that she likes to be figured from behind. I release her and she takes up position facing the wall. I couch down, facing her arched back. Her ass and puffy pussy looking right at me. I spread her. This time I asked him which dress I would really look hot in, and he immediately replied that I will look good in a short skirt which extends a little longer to cover half my thighs since I had very beautiful legs that also needed to be showcased along with beautiful breasts. I asked him to show me what he meant. He came forward and knelt in front of me and running his hands over my panty line said that the frock had to be worn there and would extend till my thighs. He was actually rubbing my. But I am who I am - I love a challenge. So I have set my eyes on reading every single book in his collection. So far, I feel like I have barely scratched the surface of the iceberg.Today, I planned to search through the back of the rooms - books there could have been hidden for a full decade.I wonder if my father ever read any of those books. Sometimes, I think this is just to brag in front of others.I make my way to the back of the library. There is almost no light in here. Good thing I. The plot was that the three old farts, including one younger dominant fart, were playing cards at a table, fully dressed. We actually used UNO cards and made out it was Poker or something. I don’t play cards but I know how to slam them down and look serious.At some stage not too long after the camera was rolling the game would appear to finish and I would sit there looking cool. Then it was basically follow the script but the script had to be made up as we went along.The other two guys got.