The nudity became the norm. After showers, in the evening, whatever we did around the house, we did behind pulled shades, but it was just the same stu...f we did before, when we did it all while wearing clothes.Then the one evening. Started off when Deena came out of the shower, towel wrapped around her wet hair.Haley was on the sofa. I was in my recliner. Had we been dressed, Haley would have likely been curled up in my lap, but with us both naked, well, I didn’t think it proper for Deena to. Who could have imagined? Me too!"She shoved me playfully. "You wanna do it again?" Hmmmmm. . . let me think. . . lovely naked woman in my bed. . . hard cock. . . Sure, why not?"Ellen giggled, and eagerly climbed on top of me. She ground her pussy along the length of my shaft for a few strokes, and I could feel that she was already wet with arousal. Quickly, she raised herself up, gripped my cock in her hands, and placed it against her ravenous opening. Then, with a sexy groan, she lowered. She had a cute nose. Not too big, not too small. Her hair was in messy plaits. Her shirt was a plain pink tshirt that had dirt and mud on it. And a pair of blue jeans that had a pretty big hole at the knee but to Matteo she was the prettiest girl he had ever saw. The girl finally got her tears under control enough to answer him. ‘Not really. Mama’s gonna spank me ‘cuz I got my clothes dirty and messed up my hair AND I gots a big ole hole in my good pants. I didn’t mean to. I was just playing. Nach dem nach Hause kommen waren die Streichhoelzer noch immer in seiner Hosentasche gewesen. Es hatte sie daher zu den Schreibsachen auf seinen Tisch gelegt.Kurz bevor es am Abend weggelaufen war, da steckte es noch die Streichholzschachtel in eine seiner Taschen seines Maentelchens. Das Kind wusste ja aus der Geschichte "Das kleine Maedchen mit den Schwefelhoelzchen" wie schoen ein Streichholz bei eisiger Kaelte Haende waermen konnte. Ja hatte es denn gar selbst vor, ein "kleines Maedchen mit.