As I knocked on the door, it unexpectedly swang open. This had me concerned, so I stepped inside to see if they were okay and shut the door behind me....Hello? Is anyone home?, I loudly asked. As I walked down the hallway, I heard a muffled scream come from one of the bedrooms. Sensing trouble, I shoved the door open and rushed inside to help. The sight that met my eyes was absolutely mind blowing. Sandy's daughter Hannah was laying on her bed with her long luscious legs wide open, furiously. Then I checked the knife against the hair on his chest and moved it slowly downwards. It seemed to work okay. Once I was close to his crotch I moved my chair back and looked at him again."The truth. I want the truth." The truth about what? I don't understand."Now I picked up the razor again and lifted his limp dick so that I had access to his balls. They were a bit hairy. Good. I ran the knife around them and I could feel how he tried to escape my touch. Hell, I wanted to escape touching him. “I was wandering how long it was going to take you to come and talk to me.”“You knew?” he asks.“Of course,” she answers. “Judy told me that you’re an early person and that I should head out to the beach. There was a good chance that you’d already be here of would be shortly after I got here.”Alan takes note that her nipples have hardened. She lays her legs flat and leans back. His heartbeat increases at the close view of her perfectly curved body. Underneath his sunglasses his eyes dart from. Lisa giggles and laughs were soft and warming. “Brad just get where I want you my pet, and stop tickling me.” Brad knew what she meant and lifted her shirt away looking at her bra that was doing a good job of covering her breasts from Brad’s eyes for the moment. He pulled her bra and drank in the site of her warm skin and pink nipples. Brad kissed her right nipple circling it with his tongue teasing it to grow hard. When it hardened he started to suck on it while his hand cupped her left breast.