It was a cute white panty with pink trims and little bear pictures, I still remembered it. It was the first time I had seen a pussy in real life and t...is got me so close to coming already and I hadn’t even touched my dick. MJ pussy was so smooth and pale, with almost no hair at all. It was quite chubby, making it look so plump and delicious. As I start to gentle lick her pussy, he legs completely crumbles and she had to lie down on the bench. Every lick sends MJ into a twitching fit and she was. He had taken the shirt he was wearing off and was now wearing only a tank top. His chest was just as perfect as his arms as he put lotion on his hands. His hands. Oh, his hands. She closed her eyes and tried to convince herself that she was sweating because it was hot in the room and not because she wanted him. But she did, oh how she did. She could feel wetness between her legs and the muscles in her stomach, butt, and thighs seemed to call out to be touched. She always had Lisa massage her. It hit me hard Sam. Harder than anything else in my entire life. They were my world, my source of love and laughter. When they left this earth, so did most of my will to live. I thought about following them but, with time, I came to understand that chance rules and we have no choice but to live with it. So, I did. Since dad had no will, and mom's will was all we had to go by, hers took precedence and I inherited everything. I was suddenly forced to take control of my father's business interests. Dasha tried to make a run for it but the man caught her, covering her mouth again and carrying her up to a house. They went inside and then he carried her down to the basement and set her down against a wall. He took off her leggings and sweater, and then chained her ankles to the wall, and chained her wrists together. Dasha was trembling in terror, tears streaming down her face. She hugged her knees to her chest.“Hello Dasha,” the man said. “You’re very beautiful.” He sat down on a chair and.