“Looks and feels smooth to me, you did an excellent job! Let’s see how it tastes now.” He moved over and pat the bed where he had been sitting... where she leaned back onto a huge pile of pillows he had propped there. He placed a hand under each tan lined buttock, lifted and spread her, and plunged his tongue into her snatch. She groaned and gasped in delight, as he spent a good ten or fifteen minutes making a meal of her. He understood fully his daughter’s fondness of her fruity tasting. I felt little peter rising, my scrotum contracted and I pulled her on top of me, in turn stroking her back down to her small butt, kneading the cheeks, exploring the crack with the lightest of touches. She started moving her body then, never lying still, wriggling forever closer, her mound pressing against my dick, sliding herself along its puny length. And I could but answer in kind. My hand crept in between us, gliding down to her button, twirling and rubbing and at the same time opening my. My sensual wife was laying out at our pool tanning under the warm sun.I was busy and focused on my own task, when Tadeusz, a black guy who worked with Ana, brought her some other papers for her to sign. I sent him outside to talk with my wife as I finished my own business…A while later I went to the kitchen for a glass of water and I glanced out the window to see what they were doing. Tadeusz was sitting in a lounge chair with his shorts around his ankles and Anita was naked, straddling his lap. By now, the growing and mysterious burning sensation had forced Anja into breathing heavily through clenched teeth. The arousal of both her orifices in conjunction to the red-hot surge creeping up her vertebrae was new to Anja. In all the times she and Collette had done this, such a sensual anomaly had never occurred. Even with her eyes tightly shut, tears welled up and out of them, falling to the bed underneath. Every so often, she'd emit a distressed whimper as it felt like flames inside her.