She helped herself to some of Bette Jean's good dusting powder and puffed it over her naked breasts, buttocks and belly. It wouldn't do her sister any...good. Wasn't anybody to even smell it with Lester banished to Donnie's old room. She smoothed the powder all over her naked flesh until she was as smooth as silk. Old Lester would eat her up again if he were here to see. Wouldn't be long now till he'd do anything she told him to. He was as single minded as a dog after a bitch and as impossible to. He may be the stranger that made the first move, he may be the aggressor, but it is her that is going to do the fucking. This time it is Ursula that is leaning forward to kiss a nipple and then the other. Her tongue runs a trail down his belly and this time it is his turn to bury his hands in her hair. She steps around him and runs her nails down his back, placing soft kisses where she scratches. When she comes around to his front again, she cups him squarely over his jeans. His eyes open wide. ”Pete gave his son a quizzical look, but the client is the boss and when the boss wants to talk to you, you talk to her. So Pete knocked on the back door. Paula answered quickly.“Hey Pete,” she said, inviting him in. “Julie knows something’s up, but I don’t think she knows it has anything to do with a treehouse. I think she thinks she’s being moved into the attic.”Paula led Pete down a hallway and stopped in front of two doors, one on each side.“I wouldn’t ask anybody to live in that attic,”. ” I instructed.A look of excitement was plastered all over her face as she complied, turning over into a doggy-style position. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back against my chest. Megan moaned with pleasure at my forcefulness. I grabbed my cock with my free hand and guided it to the opening of her pussy. When I was lined up I thrust it deep inside her soaking wet pussy. She screamed with pleasure.“Fuck me hard.” She begged.With that I pushed her head down into the couch cushion, grabbed.