Deft fingers nimbly tugged down her daddy’s boxers, allowing his raging erection to snap free. The pretty blonde wrapped her loving fingers possess...vely around the base of his cock. Her other hand nestled in next to the first, fingers closing down around the fleshy shaft. Several inches of hard cock shaft still remained exposed, presenting a lustful target for Jenny’s pretty lips. She dropped one hand to her pussy, slipping two fingers into her dripping wet snatch. Her other hand skimmed. She was already awake and playingwith me. My rod was ready, she laughed gently as she told me to stay onmy back. She straddled me and ever so slowly impaled herself on mygenerous phallus. This time she rode me. I loved her look, the smile onher face, her slim outlined bodice, the boobs squeezing up from theirconfines as she rocked rhythmically on my dick, all of this visible asshe pleasured herself. I just shot load after load again staying erect.Finally she finished and dismounted. As we lay. Well! Okay, then!" Her original chipper attitude was back in aninstant. She pulled out an order form from beneath the counter. "We'llneed to get your measurements for your outfit. Do you have a favoritecolor?" For some reason, she giggled."Purple." Hmmm... yes, I think we can get it in purple." She made a few notes onthe form. "Now, come over this way and I'll measure you."It wasn't quite the same as going to a tailor's or a haberdasher, thoughit was definitely similar. Janiele took. All I could see was the back of her head now, and I brushed her hair from my face and looked up at Sue, who was watching Mike fuck his wife’s mouth. Marybeth’s head was getting pushed back, bumping mine, and I helped her struggle back up, rising on her arms. She was exhausted from her ordeal; I could feel her arms trembling, and I pulled my arms between us and fondled her hanging breasts, slick with sweat, and twisting her nipples. I could see her now, her wet lips open, dripping; she made.