“I can’t” Tim said “My dad’s set the parental controls and I can’t find his pass word”. “That’s tough” said David “Tell you what...; I have a cousin who’s a bit of a computer geek, I’ll ask him if there’s a way around the password, but in the meantime you can always watch on mine”. “Gee, thanks” said Tim “So can we watch some now”. “Well” said David “I usually watch when there’s no one home so that I’m not disturbed, but we should be alright. We’ll put a TV film on behind the DVD and if anyone. There was something vaguely familiar about this young woman. It was something other than how she was dressed, or lack thereof. Candy talked to us, mostly me, and I actually started to warm up to her. I suppose my questions to her were a bit off of the track. I asked her about her shoes, as they were intriguing to me. They were CFM’s with heels so damn high I just couldn’t picture her being able to dance in them at all. She pulled a leg up and back onto the seat next to me and showed me the. She was still partially clothed in a pair of transparent nylon panties and a form-fitting bra that covered her lusciously uplifting breasts thrusting into the cups of his lewdly kneading hands.Suddenly he released one hand. With an experienced snap of his fingers, he unclipped the tightly clasping halter and the two large white fully rounded tits swayed out, their erect nipples brushing his face as the bra dropped to the floor. He ran his tongue down between the lush cleavage and lighted his. His dark skin was such a turn on for me. Everyday after the work was done the six man work crew, Dad and us girls headed to the pond to cool off, yeah right. The water was cold but with two new guys for each of us girls to play with had our pussy juices were running down our legs on the walk to the pond. Dad, kept wiping our inner thighs with a towel tellin us it was needed. I know he was enjoying that a great deal.I hooked up with my BBC from day one. He was all over my 38c puffy tipped.