I know what I was thinking, how much I wanted that BBC. We had been talking online for weeks. First just getting to know each other and then he starte... talking dirty with me. Teasing me on how he wanted to grab my big booty and how he wanted to fill me up with his thick dark cock. Every time I talked to him my pussy would get wet. So when he kept asking me to meet him for a drink in a public place, I thought what could be the harm.He did have one request though, that I wore a skirt without. "You're not,... I mean you're not dressed Steffie, you're naked," he complained with a catch in his voice. "I always sleep nude now Daddy, just like you," I said smiling. "I love feeling the soft silk against my skin," I added, feeling now the caked stickiness that still hung on my back and thighs, Daddy's sperm coating me. "You're my daughter sweetie. You know people wouldn't understand you sleeping naked in your father's bed." "You sleep naked," I pouted. "And besides, who cares what. The night air was filled with the sounds of sex. Wealmost sounded like a pack of wild wolves as we moaned,groaned, and grunted-urging our partners on andclimbing toward mutual climax.With all the physical exertion, the water was startingto get a little too warm. I suggested to Kellie thatwe join Steve and Nat out in the cool air on the grass.She agreed and we both climbed out and settled downnear them. Changing positions, Kellie laid on herback- raising her knees and spreading her. Remy is opening a porch, he calls it, out back and wants to have those exclusively. Very unFrench sometimes, our Remy, but then, sometimes it is being different that works. Tonight, the wine is from Virginia, USA. Santé.’ They studied the menu for a few moments before being interrupted by a pencil thin man in a white apron over his white clothes. ‘Mon amis, welcome, welcome,’ Remy said, kissing first Monique and then Samantha before shaking Greg and Alex’s hands. ‘What a beautiful day. I see we.