It was beautifully detailed she wondered how they did such beautiful things. ‘Open it please.’ he said. ‘Really?’ she asked as she took the ...harm in her hand and opened the lid the delicate sound of the song ‘Music of the Night’ from Phantom of the opera spilled out beneath her shaking fingers. ‘Oh Blake, WOW.’ ‘ I knew it would be perfect for you the minute I saw it I couldn’t help myself.’ he said ‘But I didn’t do anything near as extravagant as this Blake.’ ‘In your own way you have. " His large hand held my small fingers firmly in place as I attempted to withdraw my hand from his penis. The warmth from his cock radiated into my fingertips. Daddy's cock head is so huge, I thought to myself, as I began to explore his swollen knob. I was touching my Daddy's dick. How the hell was this happening?My father let out a soft moan and then pulled me to the bed. I found myself pinned under his large frame as his wet lips met mine. In my shock, I didn't even try to stop him. Daddy's. He was still inside her, enjoying the sensation of being inside her asshole. His hot semen was wet inside her warm hole, and began to slowly seep out. “Mmm” Veronica moaned “that was so good” He was overcome with the intensity of the emotion. He could still feel her penis throbbing away in his hand as she lay there spent.She kissed him deeply, her warm mouth meeting his. “Did Cassey ever make you cum like that?” Veronica asked and gave a wicked smile as she ran her hands over him, holding the. As they crossed the street to enter the hotel they both noticed a small shop a little further down the road, past the hotel."Hey, let's try, it looks like it's got lots of stuff!" said Emma, pullingLauren with her. The shop indeed was packed to the ceiling with tourist memorabilia, from American shot glasses to castanets, rugs, blankets, Mexican hats, ponchos and everything else that may or may not be connected with Venezuela.Lauren examined the goods with great interest, tempted almost to buy.