He picked up a scrap book from his army days and turned to the last page. There was a photo of a naked woman with huge tits, it was wrapped in plastic...“Would you like to see some more”? He asked. I tried not to sound too excited. “OK”.Mr. B went to a paint closet and took out a magazine. I imagine that’s where Eric got the Playboy from. But this was an old black and white magazine and it was printed in Swedish. Mr. B turned the pages slowly and stopped when he came to a particularly nice. Just tell me a time and I will be there”.She kissed me and told me to be come round to her house tonight at about 7 pm.I was feeling pissed off on my way back home cause I wasn’t really in the mood to be meeting my girlfriends parents but I was willing to make the effort for Cindy, knowing that It would make her happy and in return she would probably make me happy.Once I got home I had a few jobs to take care of and the time soon went by, leaving me with an hour to get washed up and dressed. I. Your arms are over your head and your hands are holding your mouth. I stand up and push you against the wall and kiss you down and stop to tickle your belly button I then start kissing you on the tops of your thighs right next toyour pussy. You want to feel my tongue on her bald wet pussy lips so bad you move my head right to where you want my tongue! You hold on as I bring you closer to cumming. You are so close and when Daddy smacks your ass, you let go and start to cum biting your lip so you. Leaning over her, he kissed her and settled between her legs, his cock hovering at her entrance, still slick with her juices. "Do you want my cock in you again?" "Fuck yes. Give it to me." With that, he plunged into her, making her moan loudly. "Does that feel good baby?" he whispered in her ear. "Does my cock feel good inside you?" "Fuck yes," she moaned, "It always feels better when the guy's on top." She thought it must have something to do with her need to feel dominated during sex, but.