”No hesitation, no tut or rebuke for my coarse language. Instead, a soft gasp of defeat, her hips tried to take me in.“I’m begging you.”Fierc...ly hard, it was too easy to breech her. She coated me quickly, broiling hot, so wet that I could pound her with ease. The precariousness of our situation made it a different kind of slow, not out of boredom but torture.I paused, half-in, half-out and felt how snug she held me. Pressing on, Marianne shuddered with a yelp.“God, you are so hard.”“Would. And my daddy never even fired a shot in anger. He wouldn't even care to look at me." Steve," Ken Carlson interjected, "do you remember Ali McGrath? From Vietnam? Did you ever see her?" My God!" Steve replied. Then looking closely at Kristin he said softly, "She's a miniature, isn't she? Do you mean... ?" ... that she's Ali McGrath's daughter? I sure do," Carlson interjected. "And you know something else? She's Ali's third child. Ali had really warmed up by then, and had already worked out the. Heather almost took that suggestion as a command, and executed the instructions perfectly, spending quality time with each woman.Being a work night except for the strippers, everyone left about ten o’clock. There was a noted reluctance by the guests to leave the partners they’d bonded with the week before.As Pam and Alice headed up to bed, followed closely by Dave, Pam said, “I liked Heather and she really likes us, and Dave especially. She’s got guts and ambition, but no way to start on her. Her nipples erect and dark in colour, her body slim and her young body turning me on even more. She took my cock in her hand, just like her boyfriend had done and continued making out with me, I pulled her in closer and made her sit on top of me, I opened my eyes and could see my wife on her back, he was eating out her pussy. She was in for a treat.I sucked on her small dark nipples and pushed my cock inside of her tight, young pussy. She moaned and closed her legs behind my back, gently riding.