Her creamy breasts were topped by large red nipples that reminded him fresh cherries and the blazing mound demanded his undivided attention. He licked...his dry lips and tried to focus on the issue at hand and not at the voluptuous vision emanating such raw sexual energy that he wanted to overlook his instinct to grab his daughter and Melissa and get the hell out of the cabin. Pushing his daughter behind him, he crossed his arms across his chest and stared at Aphrodite bravely and yet a part of. “They’re the same style as my white ones,” she said, “Only they’re blue so you don’t mix them up when you do the washing.” “When I do the washing?” I repeated, realizing there was more to this than she had first explained. “Well yes,” she replied, “You can’t expect to wear them and throw them away, so of course you’ll be washing them, and mine too.” I felt vulnerable standing there in nothing but a shirt and women’s underwear, so I kept quiet. It was all so strange to me. On the one hand I. I inhaled deeply, and now had to rely on imagination, as I’d never clearly smelled Ruth’s arousal at a distance of mere inches. The essence of her was heady and sent a powerful jolt directly through me and into my cock, trapped beneath me on the bed. My fingertips continue to travel well up above her knees on either side, slowly sliding up her lower thighs which were a creamy and delectable looking as I’d imagined. Idiot, I reminded myself, you are imagining this! I continued to picture her as. "I think we should let her get settled, maybe drop by later and pay her a visit, welcome her to the neighborhood." o-O-o At first, I was blissfully unaware of their surveillance, if it could be called that. Christina and George had been the ideal neighbors, helping me to settle into the pristine little community that I had become a part of, introducing me around, giving me a hand with some heavy boxes, doing their best to be friendly without seeming overbearing. I began to relax my guard a.