Her beautiful cuntlips glistened with her arousal in the light of the moon. Tom took a deep breath; he could smell her pussy as he stood before her. ...His cock hardened further, poking through his robe. Joy eyed the piece of hard flesh that protruded from her dad's parted robe. It was his cockhead. Pre-cum dribbled from his prickhead, and Joy could see it glisten in the light. Both of them were silent.Joy sat up again, legs still spread, and reached out towards her dad's exposed prickhead. . He spread my legs a little, and started massaging my hard little clit ever so gently. My hands found his zipper under the blanket and I released his large, throbbing member. I teased the head with my fingertips as his fingers entered my vagina and his thumb continued playing with my clit. He whispered that he liked oral sex more than anything and wanted to eat my pussy right there on the plane. I told him that I didn’t know if we could manage that but I’d sure like to try.We were sitting in. .:" "Fuck girl . . . call it a COCK . . .!" he shouted. And his command suddenly gave me the courage to say stuff that even earlier tonight I would have never said. "Mr. Forester . . . I want to see that big cock right now! Can I zip down that fucking zipper and pull it out for you? I want to feel it in my hands and maybe even play with it for you!" I could tell he was shocked but even more turned on . . . if that were possible. "Go right ahead you fucking little bitch . . . by the time this. As we rolled up to the first hole, he remarked, “You first.” I dropped my ball on the close cut grass and looked down the course for the pin. “Yo!” Evan called out from the cart. In his hand, he held up a little white wooden “t”. I was truly a novice as I had no idea what the item was. I walked back to the cart and he handed me the “t”. “You put it in the ground,” he instructed, “…and then you set the ball on the little cup.” I returned to the “t-box” and bent over to place the “t “ and ball.