While she began feasting on creamy tit flesh, she made sure my pussy didn't get bored; one hand found its way between my legs and dove into the soppin... fuckhole without hesitation. I guess the change of pace was more than my mind could handle. It seemed like the instant I felt her mouth close over my nipple and her two fingers plunge into my already sensitive cunt, the room started spinning and from somewhere in that lust cloud I heard a woman screaming. It turns out it was me.. "Gosh, she has changed a lot, hasn't she?" Katrine said. She was referring to my middle child."Did you never have a 'black period' soon after you discovered make-up?" I asked"God yes!" Katrine laughed. "I used it by the bucket." Well, there you are. Realising that 'less is more' takes some time. You'll agree that she's developed a more restrained style since," I said and pointed to the latest picture."She has, and she's very pretty," Katrine agreed. "How old is she?" 19," I replied. "Her sister. I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to change. When I came out I smelled some kind of meat dish that was making my mouth water.Their phone rang - Robert got it."Hello, Oh hi Lizzie, yeah she's here — we're keeping her and it will cost you one thousand dollars in ransom to get her back. Oh, she's not worth a thousand, how about twenty dollars and a tank of gas. Ha-ha ... yeah, I'll bring her home after we have dinner, about an hour, maybe a little longer. Sure — See ya." Honey, what. He noted that Ewan was obviously enjoying the sight."Denise?" he asked."Minute!" Denise's voice came from under the desk, slightly muffled.Stan was a little amused, and also rather attracted, by the sight of Denise's rear end wriggling as she worked away at something under there. Finally she backed up and stood, slightly flushed."I couldn't get that darn thing in, I had to push hard to get it to fit," she told Ewan. Ewan held still for a moment, then couldn't stop himself and.