I don't know when she did it but it was certainly the first time she had done it; usually she just trimmed. She turned her back to my father bent over...slowly with her lags slightly parted and picked up her panties; she walked over and put her panties in my hand and told me to sniff them. She walked back over to my dad and bent over to unfasten his pants giving me a full view of her slit from the back. It was the first time that I had seen her pussy shaven from the back and I could see the cunt. I dare you, to touch my dick. I told her. What!? Joe thats gross! Comon Blair, you have to, its the dare. She slowly got down on her knees in front my bed, and began to open my zipper. My semi hard dick flopped out of my pants and pointed right at her. She grabbed my shaft with her right hand, and gently squeezed me. The warmth of her hand felt so good, I grabbed her hand and began to pump it up and down. Once she got the hang of it, I leanded back to enjoy the sensation. O god Blair, that. ?To the old oak and back! And you’re the rotten egg!? The water streamed from her body as she emerged from the neck-deep water. The bottom was slippery and her footing was precarious as she charged up the bank. The water formed droplets in the neatly trimmed bush that crowned her sex.Big Boy heard the noise and tried to turn toward the commotion. A short chain hobbled his ankles. His lead was tied to a sturdy tree branch and he could not turn his head far enough to see very much. He. The concubine that functioned as the Colonel's executive assistant opened the door and admitted two men to the already crowded office.The first was a private, escorted by his sergeant. "Private Al Harbi reporting, Sir!" exclaimed the recruit, saluting. Samantha recognized him: the third of the three sponsors who had not yet registered their offspring for school. He spoke with a definite, if soft, accent."Yes, Private?" challenged the Colonel."I would like a quick word with Optio Redburn if I.