I whimper desperately but its no use, who ever it was has moved. I look up and scan the faces. Who was it? Who was the sweat heart I was sneaking a ta...oo peak? Which of her gorgeous, perfect friends was it? OR....was it...MY OWN DAUGHTER??? I clinch my fist and curse for allowing myself to possibly fall in love with my own daughter's cotton covered crotch. This is so wrong. All of it. Whether it's her cotton panties or her friend's I was still watching these young girls with horrible lust. So. This scared the hell out of me and still trying to catch my breath I tried to get up but the dog pushed me forward and down again as he kept humping away I could feel the tip of his dick hitting the right cheek of my ass. I tried again to get away by crawling he was so strong I couldn't get away. I am 5.6 and 125 and could not believe the strength of this dog. I kept trying to move to get away and all of a sudden I felt the tip of his dick right between my lips and this dog really started. I was determined to dispel that notion and get her involved in something more hardcore that the fluff she’d been exposed to. Gathering up my offerings I headed to her house one lonely weekend. Upon my arrival she greeted me with a long kiss accoimpanied by a stroke on my cock through my jeans. I couldn’t wait to show her one of my movies. But things would have to wait as she had k**s that would have to go to bed first and it was only 7 o’clock in the evening. The minutes dragged on until. The beautifully blonde Gavin was nothing like the rough-hewn Thomas, or the tall and muscular James. John was quite dark of eyes and hair, his jaw-line fixed and square, his chest broad, and his breeches somewhat full. “So, you admire John, eh?” Gavin said. “I can’t say I blame you.” He seemed to think a moment. “You must have him, right now.” Gavin looked at John. “Take off those clothes and come see to the lovely Josephine.“As you say, my lord.” Said John and began to dis-robe. Josephine’s.