After disrobing, he placed his clothes in a neat pile beside mine. He then did a really weird thing; he picked up my panties and sniffed at the gusset...in the crotch. “Hunter, what in the heck are you doing?” “I was just finding out if you smell as beautiful as you look,” was his reply. Not knowing whether he was serious or just joking really intrigued me. I then asked him “Do I smell beautiful?” and he replied “Yes Tammy, every bit as beautiful as you look.” With that, he then approached. In a state of semi-shock at what he had done, Tom now laid down on his own bed. 'Why? What's wrong with me? Was it only me?' he asked himself. 'Yes, it was, I could make excuses and say that it was consensual but it was really me.' Within less than a week he had fucked two of his three daughters. 'My God, what if his wife Ann found out? What if Laura told? After all, it really was nothing but rape.'For what seemed like hours Tom lay, his mind going quickly from one scenario to another, none of. I don’t know why I looked up at him as I took it in both hands but I wanted to make him happy and the look on his face told me he was. Man! his hot cock was rock hard and still pulsing as I stroked it. It was so long and fat and hard that it felt like pulling down on a tree limb that would spring right back up when you let go. I was very happy with things as they were but Russell whispered “pull my shorts down” and after I did that, he kicked them away, leaving his whole big hairy body, naked. There’s a brief feeling of curiosity and whimsy that drives you to take off the beaten path and investigate near the water’s edge.Probably a beer bottle. As you get closer you realize the metal has a strange color, and bend to pick up the coin without reserve. Etched in the coin is some instructions, a address, and a few strange symbols. You test it with your fingernail, noticing the metal is rather soft. Gold? The fingernail makes a small indent.Surprised by your luck, you pocket the coin and.