The small butterfly tattoo on her right ankle, still bright and colourful.Those red high heels, 4" stiletto, with the slim straps caressing her ankles...like red leather bracelets. So hot!Shapely calves leading up to long, long legs topped by firm thighs, curvy hips and a shapely ass, all wrapped in a tight black skirt.The white blouse hugs her shoulders and tapers down to her slim waist. Her long blonde hair, usually perfect, is hanging loosely over her shoulders and being jostled while she. Moaning and groaning filled the air. Heavy breathing was at it's loudest, as we made our first time feel like it wasn't really the first. You hear her moaning and cooing under her breath, "I love you baby. Keep fucking me. Oooh this is too good baby. Ughhhh you feel amazing."I came down and kissed her as I continued my pace.I wrapped my arms around her back and started pounding her a little harder and made my dick go deeper into her hot tight canal. She knew what was going on.She sat up and as. Keep it that way and everything will be all right.”Just as he went to open the door, Sandy burst in. “Good, you didn’t leave without me. Give me a minute and we can go.” Terry said, “Oh, shit! I almost forgot something. I’ll be right back.” Sandy asked, “What you forgetting, Terr?” He said, “My video cameras and the tapes.” Peter was paying Terry to videotape the wedding from the preparation to the time we took off on our honeymoon after the reception. Terry had a little studio in his place set. A man I had not seen in some time. My father.He gasped and took a step back. I looked back at myself to see what had drawn his eyes. The towel that I had d****d over my breasts before I fell asleep last night had fallen off. My huge breasts were completely exposed, and worse, they were slowly leaking droplets. I quickly pulled the blankets up to my chin before returning my gaze to my father. He remained in shock.“It happened to you,” he mumbled. His eyes turned from surprise to sadness.“Dad,.