It was a beautiful summer day. It was probably 80 degrees or so but not humid. The walk to the store took about 20 minutes. I spent the time thinking ...bout my life. I didn’t know what my life had been like before but I longed to get my old life back. I started to wonder what unfortunate event had happened to me, and why. She had only vaguely mentioned an accident and I had just accepted it. I began to wonder what it was. I began to wonder why it had to happen to me. A few minutes into my walk I. Her pussy lips were so tight; I had to spread them apart, to lick inside. She loved it. She said:“I love my pussy eaten, but no ones done it like you, you’re wonderful!” My cock was harder than ever before! She began to scream so loud, and grind her pussy, so hard on my face, I knew she was going to cum! Then she did! God, it was something amazing! It was unreal! Pussy juice flowed almost everywhere. I licked all what I could, and then she sat up, and said:“Fuck my hungry pussy, please! Give it. I can’t believe she let him slide his hand into them. Then things took a turn for the worse. Billy pulls her backwards as the two lay down on the sleeping bag, hands still glued around her front they lay spooned tightly as he humps her ass. Rob straddles his two friends as he smoothly draws Betty’s panties down removing them from her ankles. It was bad enough his shorts are already off.This had to stop. But again I couldn’t move. My perverted mind; there I knelt watching, my daughter now. Here and now, Lauren’s instinctive defence of Ms McIver had brought those hot and heady moments vividly back to Brooke’s mind, getting her even more excited. The blonde reached for one of the two remaining wine bottles, drinking the remnants straight from the neck. Lauren finished off the other and then lay back on the soft neatly-mown grass and invitingly spread her legs apart, her other hand stroking her own breasts suggestively. Brooke took one look over her shoulder in a token gesture of.