Seeing how she liked that, I worked them as hard as I thought she could bare. She sighed “Fuck me”. I didn’t need asked twice. She guided my dic... into her moist warm hole. Her reaction to how I handled her nipples made me believe she wanted fucked hard and I violently pumped her. She was abandoned in pleasure and cried out “Oh yes daddy!” Her incestuous reference turned me on and I wondered if maybe my brother-in-law did know about those other piercings. She wrapped her strong legs around me,. He groaned again, louder, as she did it again and again. He’d died and gone to heaven. He was watching this sweet little teen fingering her virgin hole… All of a sudden she disappeared. Dave panicked. Was that it? Where had she gone? He silently begged for act 2. Soon she was back with a stool and what looked like a hair brush. He was intrigued. Claire gently placed the stool in front of the mirror. Then she lifted the leg furthest away from the window and placed it onto the stool. Dave’s grip. . you guessed it right, I put those panties on me, still with a hard on, put back my boxers, shorts and wash my hands.... closed the basket and went down stairs. What a rush. My boonnneerr was contained by the cotton panties, I could until this day feel the cotton crotch bridge. I saw the owner all afternoon just thinking if she knew I was wearing her panties. That day I wanted to go back to that bathroom son badly to find more of her underpants. I could not. Getting to my house and getting to. ”I guess I should tell you about how close Helen and I are. We grew up together and have been good friends all our lives.The pictures that I'm sure got you hard were of me , her a friend and some with her husband. Let me explain it all began when my husband had to work out of state and rarely was home. We would talk for hours at night on the phone,where we both talked about how we missed having sex. My husband suggested I should find a young lover ,and would ask me every night if I did. I.