It was the picture of pink innocence. Spaghetti straps held up the form-fitting bodice that hugged her body down to the flare of her hips and then fel... in satiny folds to her feet. The neckline was cut in a vee to below her breasts making it obvious there was nothing but Cindy under the dress. When Betty went to check on something with the sales clerk, I checked to make sure the access to Cindy’s beautiful breasts was truly as easy as it looked. It was. I don’t know how it is possible for a. Pinching.me. Orgasming hard. - unbuckling-revieling her creamy skin. Oh those wicked kisses. Licks. Her hot touch.ablaze on my vagina. Stroking gently...stroking stroking stroking me between my legs slowly. Spreading my legs and fucking me in a fire of fire. Rough. Rubbing.rubbing my vagina. Opening my mouth to her kiss as we had oral sex in a dark devilish delicious fever.sucking me deeply...deeply.. her tongue moving high softly up my nipple kissing as I circled her breasts licking... tugging. I saw a glimpse of a shapely, bare leg as one of the roomies slipped across the hall. I also saw her nearly-naked ass and smooth back, her blonde hair falling across her shoulders and around the sides of her tits. My eyes opened wide. Then she was gone, into one of the rooms, wearing nothing but a pair of panties.That did it. My cock began to swell inside my pants. Lorelei kissed me again on the cheek, then walked toward the bedroom. I watched her tight leather jeans as she sauntered away.I. I decided to play it up. "Daddy!" I said, giving him a big hug andkiss."OK, OK, how's everything? How's work?" OK, at least this was gettingback to normal. Conversations with my father went as follows - 'How areyou? How's Jess? How's work? You see the game?' It didn't matter whatgame. Any game would do. When I was in college, it went 'How are you?How's the school? How's the car? Getting laid? They didn't look goodagainst [fill in name of opponent]. Here's your mother.'"Work's good. .