.” he cleaned the best way and bathed me again, we helped each other in wiping the wetness. I cooled, but dad’s dick was dancing. He hugged, kisse... me on my cheek, as we went to bed room. I held the dancing rod and massaged, squeezed it, the front hole widened a bit, I rubbed the cut saying “Dad from this I came” and bend my self to kiss it. “Oh Jothi, you have a good round ass” Dad was excited on my stiffened dick and massaged. It was going on for few minutes, while I played with the thick. Perfect, perfect! It had worked out perfectly. Tony's mouth dropped open. "My my God!" he whispered. "That that sounded like like Debbie!" Yes, it did," Bette told him seriously, pretending to be grim. "I I think it came from your uncle's bedroom, Tony."The handsome teenage youth blinked, not believing the words he had just heard cried out, not believing that it could have been Debbie, his Debbie, who had cried them. What was happening in his uncle's bedroom, for Christ's sake? What was going. In the exposed bedroom a young girl flailed on the furs that were her bed. She was frantically thrashing her body as two large men grappled her, one grabbing her thin arms while the other secured her kicking legs. The girl wide eyed soon felt the horrid cold of her room as a third soldier ripped and tore her night gown, her two large breasts bouncing as her tiny pink nipples hardened against the cold. Her body jolted and she tried doubling over as they stretched her out, keeping her still mid. Then she hopped down and I tried to undo her pants with one hand while holding her close with the other and kissing her again. Mouths sucking and slurping, she fought with my hand down there and got her pants open and down past her hips. Lowering myself as I peeled her pants down her legs, I came face to face with her small bikini panties that were beginning to slide down, noticeably devoid of any hair along the top. Ordinarily I'd want to take my time exploring a new sexual partner, but we.