She said she liked how passionate I kissed her, the other guys she dated weren't as good in that department. I worked my hands down her back then to h...r ass and gave it a squeeze, she liked that and asked for a little spank. I did then I decided to be sly and work her inner thighs, she was just a little smaller than a full figured gal but she had something to hold on too there. Through her kisses I could feel that she was enjoying it. Then I slid my hand between her legs and cupped her pussy. "OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Daddy, yes, you naughty naughty man," Brenda moaned underneath her breath, not wanting to moan as loudly as she felt like doing but unable not to let her father know how amazingly arousing this was to actually be filled with his cock while her mother was there within visual range of the two of them coupled at the groin and beginning a naughty incestuous fuck."Oh yeah, Brenda, you're the naughty one. With that sassy little shaved pussy of yours and I can feel how wet you. She sent him a memory of a thin, waif-like girl with dirty hair tucked up under a ballcap. She was dressed in rags that had not seen soap in a long time, and slunk through the room, avoiding contact with everyone, until she got a tray of food.James vaguely remembered seeing her, but couldn't put his finger on why this was poking at him. What about this girl was different? Then it came to him and he shivered.He had been moving around crates of items that had been donated and he remembered. "Something pretty----with lace," Mrs. Foster returned. And with that thelady left the little fitting room."I thought you were taking me to see a doctor or something, about myswelling? What are we doing here!?" Dale said in a loud whisper as helooked to Mrs. Foster for an answer."I've taken care of everything Deborah dear, there's no need to see adoctor, not yet anyway," she said stifling a giggle as she looked Daleover standing there, his slip still around his waist. She noticed hisfeminine.