I’d never seen her wear it. I took it from the hanger and let the soft, flowing fabric sift through my fingers.The hair on the back of my neck stood...up and my heart flew into my throat. I had worn pairs of her panties before, but that was about pleasure, about getting off and having something, anything of a woman’s nearby. But I couldn’t wear a skirt. Could I? I wanted to. Why did I want to?My eyes flickered to the corner, where a pile of old clothes had fallen forgotten behind the hanging. Whichever one of them got to it first would get to suck the cream from his cock, which Becky said tasted like pineapple. But the reason for this little demonstration was because Madison wanted to know how to do this correctly, for when she tries to seduce her own daddy into letting her get his cream. You see, Madison’s father, Greg, didn’t know it yet, but Madison had seen him that morning when he was preparing an ice-cream treat for her. Only he had added the cream he shoots from his cock. Trina hardly groaned as this man proceeded to hump pump and ram her with the same expert abandon as he had done with the paddles. It had been a long time since she had experienced intercourse with a real cock and although somewhat satisfying even this was leaving her wanting. After he had gotten off several times he walked around to her front and forced his dick deep into her mouth past her red painted lips telling her in broken english to suck him dry!. This was followed by the waiters that. It couldn't be that big."I guess you could show me the video." Jeri said.The field of view was perfect. It was a crystal clear night. Somehow itseemed like a cold night when there was frost in the air. Jeri could seethe unit and the target in the distance. The target was a small rockpromontory that jutted out from the bank of an old quarry. From thetrees and vegetation visible on the edge of the quarry pit it wasobvious that the target was a long ways off. It was apparently acrossthe excavation.