She then turned to the camera and said, "Let's see how soft it is!" With that, she turned back to Kriss' pussy and slowly rubbed her face against it. ...riss moaned as she felt Ronnie's face caress her most private parts. Ronnie couldn't help it and ran her tongue across her slit. Kriss gasped as she felt her friends tongue penetrate her still virgin cunt. If a tongue felt this good, how would her dad's cock feel? Ronnie couldn't help herself. She was now as addicted to her friends cunt as she. ” Cumsocket squealed as the drunk rammed his finger deep in her aching snatch, forcing her up on her tip toes to relieve the strain. The drunk looked over at Jim, his eyes were red, and glazed over from the alcohol. “She thought she could offer me a blow job or show me her tits when I picked her up, thinking that that would be enough, didn’t you hun.” The drunk ran his wet fingers over cumsocket’s face, almost falling to the floor as he swayed. “You should. Despite trying to raise my daughter with the values I was taught as a girl, she has wandered from the path. But I refuse to give up on her, which is why I’m here.”‘Or because you don’t want her to embarrass you on national television’ Taylor thought, but held his tongue as Whitaker gathered the skin of his arm between two fingers, readying another painful reminder to be on his best behavior.“So you want me to find her then? Someone of your status, I’m surprised the FBI didn’t volunteer to send. The wind picked up first and began screaming through the house and around the corners. They shut the windows, but the heat inside was unbearable.We went outside to see what was happening. The lightening forked across the sky and the thunder was a constant crashing cacophony. By now the wind had increased and was getting worse by the second.I can't remember who saw it first, but a giant twister was heading down the road. It was the strangest thing, the funnel seemed to be following the clear.