But first to the bar to check out the talent. My husband usually ordered drinks from the bar downstairs, but tonight I decided to head up to the secon... floor, partly for the all-encompassing view, and partly to give a good old-fashioned pussy/ass flash with each step I climbed (I was wearing a very short white tied at the side crochet skirt and a purple tank top over it, guaranteed flash from the left hand side and behind).The bar was darker upstairs but with the ultraviolet lights, coupled. I slowly wanked my cock for about 10 minutes loving the way Jean was staring at me while I was working it. I said to Jean will you touch my cock? She said would you like me to? I said oh yes. Jean rubbed her hand along the bottom of my shaft and put her hand around my balls. She moved her hand to the end of my cock and squeezed gently. As she moved her hand up and down my cock I started rubbing my nipples. Jean said why are you doing that. Is it nice? I told her that rubbing your nipples when. His fingers collided with my swollen clit and i buckled, thighs wanting to close, he ordered softly but sternly "Open!" And i immediately resumed my wall position. He rubbed my pussy opening, so slippery and wet. I felt two of his large fingers find my little fuckhole and was ready for him. Without warning, he instead pressed four fingertips against my hole and i yelped softly as he shushed me. He pushed four big fingers the rest of the way in. I tried to stay as quiet as possible as he. Davie felt a sudden dryness in her mouth and throat as she stared at the naked, powerful body on the bed. She knew she couldn't continue to stand there gaping at him. And she didn't dare take a shower for fear of waking him up. He'd know she had seen him. So she carefully tiptoed back to the lanai, replaced the clothing in the drawer and went out the door. She hurried to the lodge and used the phone to call him up."Y-yes..." a groggy voice answered."Hi, Daddy," she said brightly, "it's your.