.and made my way to the bathroom. I watched myself torment my breasts in the mirror above the sink. My breasts felt heavy and full. My nipples so sore... I pulled my skirt up with one hand and the other continued to tease and torment my nipple. I could feel the wetness on my bikini panties. I wanted my other hand on my clit. I watched myself rub my clit through the panties. teasing my clit softly in contrast to pinching my nipple. I leaned against the wall, spread my legs wide and rubbed my clit. She has big dark nipples just like my wife told me.they are shaped like tear drops . I grab her pony tail and pull her to the ground. She sticks her extra long toynge out and licks my ass to my cock. As I force her mouth on my cock I look at her tits hanging down jiggling.she is so wasted she is slamming my dick in her throte. I have been wanting to see her naked for so long I almost cum then. I pull her into camp and push her on the bed. I pull down her sweat pants and her underwear. She. Even after no more discharged from me we stayed like that with her sprawled on top of me and my Yule log buried in her sweet treat.Slowly my heartbeat returned to normal and though I wished to remain awake my body was unable to resist the siren call of sleep. The next thing I knew when my eyes opened was that I lay alone in bed with no sign of Justine around. The feeling of my spent body and her taste still on my lips proved that it had been no dream but I didn’t know where she was. Rolling to. "I was there a couple weeks ago, watching you call yourself names and bite your own nipples. I saw you slapping your clit hard before shoving 3 fingers inside. I couldn't believe you were so rough with yourself. I knew dear old Dad would love a chance to tag team that pussy." Her large whiskey colored eyes widened as the full realization dawned on her. "Oh no," she whispered. Abby knew she'd brought this on herself. It was her greedy pussy that gave him access to her fantasies. Ammunition to.