I know they will.”Bria looked into his eyes, slipped her thumbs to the hips of her thong, and pulled it slowly down off her body, her bare feet step...ing out of them, one at a time.As she did so, Paul’s fingers found the bottom of her sweater, and pulled it over her head.They kissed again. Harder. Breaths shortened as lips pressed and tongues danced.“You look so fucking sexy,” Paul told Bria. “Do you feel sexy?”She kissed him again, nibbling his lip, her hands unbuttoning his flannel to drag her. She flinched, but didn't utter a sound. "Hmm", I mumbledand moved to her cunt, parting the lips and crouching to see a fine rosy hole.She responded by rising on tiptoe, trying to spread her thighs further. Herclit was the largest I've ever seen and stood out, stiff and erect like a miniaturecock. A drop of moisture glistened at her opening. The humiliation seemed toturn her on. 'A natural submissive?' I asked myself and went round to openher arsecrack and ram two fingers op the brown hole. She. , unexpectedly returning with a wife, that she wanted him for her own! God, and they had been inseparable... fucking and sucking every, every, every day! Yes, she might have married him if her father hadn't insisted he was beneath her... ! Nevertheless, he still belonged to her, regardless of the legal hold that blonde little bitch of a wife had on him! No one took Lydia Newell's play-things away from her!Suddenly, she shot at Morgan: "Does Mark know that Caesar and that other sonofabitch dog. "so would you like me to model some of my lingerie now?" "Sure" dad says. Again thinking she was just teasing him. Caroline says "ok then". "But first" Caroline tells dad. "Look dad, here are the rules. rule one, this is only a show. and rule two, after I do a show for you, nobody is to know.or I will not be able to do any more shows for you. can you agree to that?" dad says "sure I can!" with a big excited lookon his face. "I can keep a secret!" I'm thinking. Ya, dads not going to spoil a.