Such as a creamyou put on your legs to make them sexier, a similar cream for your face,and I even saw a fake vagina claiming to deliver more sexual pl...asure. Ithink the vagina was for transgender women.I went over to the women's clothing section and bought a variety of sizesof bras and bikinis. I checked out, and thankfully the cashier didn't askwhy I was buying so much Jiggle-Gel and bras. When I got home I unpackedthe Jiggle-Gel and got out the injections. There were little markings forhow. She was squirming on the sofa and her hands were massaging my neck. All the while I could hear her moan very softly uuuuummmmmmmm, aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh “My hands were on her thighs, gently massaging and kneeling the flesh. Her voice got a little louder. She moaned “oooohh…” Her eyes were closed and her head was going from side to side. The sofa was becoming too uncomfortable and we once again moved to the bed. I slowly pulled her nighty up and she responded back by loosening her body a bit to help. On the other hand, my father worked in the fields all day and sold the vegetables and the meat from the cattle every few weeks to make a living. This work made him stay in good shape for his age. He was around 180 cm tall, which was considered tall in our village. All the people in the village knew that dad was a very strict man through his way of parenting me. When I was little, I used to be afraid of dad but I also admired him for his masculinity and his strength.One sacred date for my. Douglas watched the fantastic sight of his two naked daughters. His balls rumbled, aching to be rid of the thick cum that churned like lava. He brought his gaze back to Tammy's jiggling ass, spread her cheeks and gazed hotly at her wrinkled asshole. "Soon, baby," he groaned, his cock swelling, ready to burst.Douglas' ears were bombarded by the screams and moans of his two lust-crazed children. He stared at his cock, enjoying the sight of his prick shaft skewering her tight pussy. Warm sudsy.