You used a sexy kick type of motion and the panties floated across and landed on Al’s nose. As I sit here longing to be with you, I can picture you ...hat night naked in front of me looking like a living Venus: the tan-lines of your blue string bikini visible on your hips and breasts, your light-brown pubic hair neatly trimmed about one inch inside those tan-lines." I reached my hand out to yours to help you lie down on the spread out sleeping bag that Al had prepared and when you were lying on. No one will recognise you or dad. I hope not. Ill have a word with Steve and ask him to take it off the Internet. Other people will have seen it and probably made copies by now. Whos made copies? I dont know. Are these people local? Not necessarily, people any where in the world could have made copies. So people on the other side of the world could have a copy of your dad and me fucking? Maureen liked the idea of people on the other side of the world seeing her fuck. Yes. Emma replied. Steve. I haven’t been able to refine my focus yet but maybe I’ll finally commit once we start sorting through some of this.’ David stopped short before using the word ‘mess,’ which he acknowledged it was, at least to himself. ‘I’m thinking I might not even narrow the topic down. A cross-section from a few different cultures might be interesting. A chapter dedicated to each. I’m wide open.’ ‘Well, I’m into it. I’d never really thought about it before but, you know, you’re right. I don’t ever remember. I came. Aunt Pat continued to feast on my pussy as she moaned deep inside her throat. I rewarded her with bursts of my sweet juice which she licked greedily. ‘You taste and feel wonderful, Jess,’ Aunt Pat said lying next to me. ‘It’s been so long since I’ve had a woman that I am greedy. When I saw you, I had the feeling that you would not be turned off by female advances. This is certainly not your first time with a woman, is it?’ she said as she slipped a finger inside me. ‘No, Aunt Pat. ‘I.