Her hand drops back to her crotch and she lies back thinking lascivious thoughts. Being a girl that is always in a state of arousal, looking for the n...xt guy to fuck—whether for the fun or to piss off her father—she is always having some kind of naughty thought. And of course always being in that state, she certainly doesn’t need any wine to prompt her to begin masturbating.Her nipples harden as her finger rub softly against her clit. Kat begins slowly pinching one of the hard nubs with one. He thought about it for a while, as Steve joined us. "Actually, I think I'm getting more now," he said."More what?" asked Steve."I've been getting more pussy from Ivy these past few weeks," snapped Dave. "If it's any of your business. How about you? Do you think the truck drivers are getting more too?"I just walked away as they started arguing. "You dumb ass," I heard Steve say. That was the guy she wants to marry, why would you tell him you were fucking her. Now we all might get cut off.". And tight slacks that accentuated theirnether curves. Paul was much too aware of their physical charms. Hisenforced celibacy tormented him. He took a steadying breath and went toJen. Bending forward at the waist, as he had been taught to, he heldout the treats to her. There were petit fours and miniature cupcakesand bon bons and more. Naturally, he wasn't allowed to eat anythinglike that. When his wife indulged in sweets he could only look on andsalivate. That's what he had to do now,. No chance of that, there was free food and more importantly free booze. No one would be leaving until that well run dry.Oblivious to my soaking wet clothes I opened the door as quietly as I could and tried to sneak in and go straight to my bedroom but my father spotted me and dragged me into the front room, not even accepting my plea to change. I think he was aware that I wouldn't have returned.'Hi David, ' a sweet voice said almost immediately. 'I'm sorry about your mother but... 'I didn't.