He loved looking at all his daughters as they lay naked in bed. He wondered if that was how they had felt as they watched him lying naked in bed all t...ose years. He hoped so. It was a good feeling, and the trouble they'd gone to, to care for him all those years needed to be repaid somehow.He drove to the architect's office and told him about the winery. He watched in silent amazement as the man manipulated the computer to produce satellite images of the property. There was a large printer in. He moves his body off her lying down beside her, listening to her gasping and muffled pleas for mercy. She keeps trying to struggle and he laughs knowing the knots were tied well, and the ropes were strong, yet soft. Moving one hand between her legs, he feels the heat radiating from her loins and her wetness dripping onto his hand, it’s obvious how turned on she is. Lifting his hand to his mouth tasting her and enjoying the sweetness of it, before moving his hand back between her legs sliding. See, a few years ago I had squeezed off a couple rounds of semi-automatic road rage into the side of a Suburban that had cut me off in traffic, and had to attend this touchy-feely seminar taught by former hippies to those of us interested in avoiding jail time. Just focus on my breathing, let all other conscious thought flow away, especially the urge to wrap your hands around the throats of fellow drivers. Ok, most of the seminar had nothing to do with a teenaged sex moppet's stage performance,. When I turned over on my left side to face Vijaya, I was thrilled to find two things. The first was that Vijaya's position was even closer to my bed than last night. The second was that her blouse was partly open at the lower end and her small boobs were already peeking out. Without wasting time, my hands got busy with her cute boobs and started playing with them. Her breathing quickened a bit and a very slight moan escaped her. That made me a little cautious and I reduced the pressure of my.