"Hi... no. This is Marcus. Who? You remember me - I'm the family friend,Marcus. Yes, that's correct. We've been good friends for a while, howcould you...forget me?"This went on for a few minutes, before Marcus finally set down thephone."Who was that?" 'Hannah' stuck his head out the kitchen door.Marcus stood up, "Looks like I've got a special visitor coming over thisweekend, we'll talk about it after dinner."He knew this would happen eventually, and he knew exactly how to dealwith. As Hermione and Imogen did the dishes, the head of the Weasley clan sat motionless in his favorite chair in the living room, the same chair in which he'd sat with his little girl playing on his knee. To outward appearances, Mr. Weasley looked like a man subjected to a Dementor's kiss, except for the silent tears rolling down his face.Harry and Ron were outside with Fred and George, trying to find chores they could usefully do. Anything was better than being shut up inside the house. Almost in. He takes another gulp of water, then reaches into the canvas bag, grabs the camera and turns it on. I look directly into the camera and say "Hello, my name is Susan Walker and I am going to demonstrate the best way for two naked girls to put suntan oil on each other at a public beach! Helping me with this demonstration today is my daughter Krissy!" I position myself between Krissy's legs and squirt a large amount of the suntan oil on her breasts, stomach and hairless pussy. Tommy tells me to. Soon you were both dry humping on the dance floor and you had your hands all over each other. The next dance was a fast song and your gown was too long to move in. First you pulled up one leg and then you pulled the other side. Your hips were undulating. I came out to you and reached down and pulled the gown over your head. There you were dancing naked on the dance floor. I pulled you to me and ran my hands all over your body. Your neck and tits were bright red and when I reached between your.