I had fantasized about seeing Amanda’s tits and her tight little pussy forever. Seeing my stepdaughter was an extra bonus. I was the luckiest guy ...n the planet. This was so much better than my wife’s “Honey Dew” list. This was what us old guys dream about.The girls got up off their balls and giggled into the house. I went into the house to get a bucket and a sponge and the car wash. I noticed the girls had moved their cars into the driveway. I hooked up the hose and sprayed both vehicles. And more.Moving back away from the fence, Niki had gotten back to her feet and crossed the yard to where Cooper was busy sniffing along some bushes. Ruffling his neck fur, she had tried to get his attention, but he only gave her a quick sniff and a lick before returning to the amazing scent he had found in the shrubbery. Squatting down, she parted her legs and patted her sex, encouraging the beast, to no avail. Just as she was about to try more direct measures, she thought she heard something. But I finally had to drive some of the way, since my wife wanted to give Oliver a wet blowjob in the back seat. But a simple blow became a full blown fucking. As I drove in the middle of the road, I listened to my wife's grunts and moans, while this bastard lucky nigger laid her with his dick.Ana had chosen to wear a light cotton sun dress with nothing underneath…When we stopped for gas she got down to stretch her nice long legs, while walking around with her messy pussy. Ana said she was going. The simmering regret started to surge again. As much as I relished the idea of seeing Lara’s face when she found out that I’d gotten Heather a scarf after all, it also made me a bit sad, keeping her out of all of this. Then again, somehow this seemed to be working out for the best ... Heather seemed quite moved by the necklace, and it was clear she meant it when she said she needed to keep it hidden. Then again... I was rather confused when we left the store. Heather grinned at me, above the.