He starts caressing the inside of one of those creamy thighs. The edge of his hand brushes her smooth snatch, wishing to find signs of his imaginary B...uno’s cum dried there. Cathleen lets out a sharp breath at the contact. She gasps as his hand catches her pussy. He rubs her clit, thinking of his dream.He imagines her moaning as Bruno drives into her. Then he stops when she rolls over onto her side. “Good morning,” Cathleen says. “I was planning to wake up first.”“Oh?” Alan says, lifting an. “You’re done here, Sarah. No more dinner for you. Go to your room and fucking study or something!”I got up, twisting my mouth into a sneer.“Fucking something? Sure, I’ll call Derek over and he can do me, for a change,” I said, then murmured, just quietly enough for dearest daddy to hear. “His big fat cock is just deeeeeelicious!”“You little,” he threatened, but didn’t do or say anything more. He never did, not in front of my mom, anyway, who always took my side during arguments, thinking this. Then she said ‘ don’t worry bro I was having a dream too, in which I was getting fucked, the person fucking me was none other than you’. I was relieved. That’s when I came to know that even she used to fantasize about me too. I had a physique that girls wanted, masculine hairy chest, good structure. All this thanks to my football training. And the main part an 8inch dick.She said we’ll go on to the terrace otherwise someone might wake up. So we slowly climbed the stairs and reached the terrace.. "This is his personal space, you need to respect that! That is very inconsiderate of you" I heard her say. I finished up and went in tot the room to get my skiing gear. Linda came in to apologize to me. "im so sorry, why would they just walk in like that, ive also told them not to!". "its no problems, i think she was just bored and/or wanted to tease me a bit.". "oh oke, im glad you are cool with it.The next couple of days were very nice skiing days. We had nice weather and a very nice time. On.