She conjured up a a picture of her Dad behind her, running his hands through her wavy hair as he stared into her eyes in the mirror. She put her hands...over her breasts as if to hide them from his gaze, and the vision in her mind floated away. Brin turned again, looking back over her shoulder at her butt in the mirror. She didn’t feel vain at all that she thought it was perfect. She knew that the guys she’d been with had loved having their hands on it, squeezing her cheeks together, holding on. " Well that takes care of the business news. On a social note is there any interest in tickets to a Friday night White Sox's game? I have eight tickets for our Skybox that are available."Ron said, "Beth, do you think your kids would enjoy going to watch the game from a Skybox?" I think they would, why?" Well how about if we take four of those tickets off Tom's hand and go to the game? I think your kids would enjoy the game watching it from a Skybox, the food, the sodas and the cheese cake for. Fuck I was horny now!I stood and pulled her head to my groin, and rubbed her face over my latex pants. My cock had been erect for ages now and I could feel it straining against the material, desperate to penetrate her, but I resisted the temptation to unzip and continued to have her rub her open mouth along the length of it through the latex. I could feel her teeth as she bit me and rubbed them all along the length, before biting the head and trying to suck it through my pants, the dirty slut.I. After dinner, I took them for a quick tour of the Arceneaux farm and showed them the empty houses they could choose from.I explained about the danger from gators but assured them that we’d have the entire Arceneaux property fenced in to keep the cattle and employees safe. They assured me that the farm was far bigger than we’d need for the dairy herd and any cattle we raised for meat. They suggested that we use part of the Arceneaux place as pasture and grow oats and feed corn on the remainder..