Kelly's hand wraps around Layla's crotch again, squeezing hard and for what seems like the 10th time tonight Layla's moan is combined frustration and ...hock at Kelly acting this slutty with her. Kelly's palm pushes down fast rubbing across Layla's pussy with the ex-dancer trapped underneath her as Layla wriggles around moaning attempting to push Kelly off her. "Don't fight it you little slut," Kelly grins, pressing her hand harder into Layla's crotch, "Always knew you were a big assed sub bitch. She opened the door and let him in. He stepped inside and she gasped as he towered over her. His broad shoulders seem to block the lights from outside. She led him into her living room and offered Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome, a seat in her Queen Anne chair, while she sat on the couch. He waits for her to be seated first. Where has such a gentleman has been hiding all my life? She thought. As soon as they were both seated, Cassie realizes her poor manners.“Mr. French, would you like something. I grabbed my t-shirt and I peeled it off. I rolled it up and up my body. I unveiled my little breasts. They quivered before me. Then I took it off and threw it to the side.Daddy groaned as he stared at my little titties. Then his hands were all over me. They swept up to my breasts and groped me. He squeezed my boobies. I gasped as he pressed me back down on the couch, groping my tits. I was all naked and feeling so good.With a groan, he ducked his head down and he sucked on my nipple. I. "We had arrived during a quiet period at the hotel, it was about half full and most of the guests were long term residents or business people on assignments. Fortunately this gave Norman and Cora plenty of time to spend with us. They showed us the sights during the day and, each evening, we made love under the slowly rotating ceiling fan in our room.After four days with Sarah's parents, we set off for the beautiful island of St. Lucia. The goodbyes at the airport were quick as we would be.