I knew I now had his full attention. I rolled back on to my back and gently placed my left leg on Daddy’s shoulder and with my right leg started ...o reach for his cock. Ryan kept on talking and I was not paying much attention to him. Daddy put his right hand on my thigh and started to rub and squeeze my thigh. I lifted my tank top and started to squeeze my breasts and nipples. I lifted my hips and moved closer to Daddy so that his hand could reach my pussy. . You see, my mom raised me and my siblings to see that nudity is natural and not anything to be weirded out about or taken so seriously, which meant that I saw my mom naked a lot. I guess you can say that these experiences also led to my absolute love of the most erotic, hot, and sexy thing I could ever think of; hairy bush. Now I know many people these days think a hairy pussy is a dirty pussy, but that is complete bull in my mind. Only a couple decades ago bush was all the rage, but for some. We embrace each other, and kiss madly, as we slowly make our way to my bed. We crash into the bed, with our lips lock solidly together. Slowly I could feel her tongue work its way into my mouth. I open my mouth to let her have access, and our tongues passionately begin to dance together.My hands were busy roaming over her perfect mounds and tweaking her nipples, which are as hard and big as the eraser on a new pencil. She is softly moaning into my mouth, as her excitement begins to heat up.She. Itwas apparent that bigotry was not something new to the twenty-firstcentury."I think that our best bet is to go back to the cemetery to see if thecaretaker will talk to us," Pat said. "Now that there is no one tothreaten him to keep quiet, we might find out what we need to know." I hope he is willing to share what he knows. I got the feeling that hewanted to tell us more than he did."They waited until mid-morning to drive out to the cemetery. That way,the caretaker would have had time to.