My girl friend looked back and saw the other three coming up. She smiled up at the trucker beside us and continued playing with her naked pussy. Sh... lifted her butt up and I could see her pussy was drooling. He sounded his air horn and waved. She waved back, almost losing her instruction sheet. He stayed even with us for a minute, waved again, then sped up and passed us. Her hair whipped around her face and she pushed it out of her eyes as she looked back for the next trucker. She. Before I can even struggle up, your hand is in my hair, pulling hard, and my eyes fill with tears from pain and surprise as they meet yours.?From now on, slut,? you hiss, ?you ask before you touch him.?My mouth falls open. ?Yes, Daddy!? I gasp quickly. You use my hair to yank me onto my knees next to the bed. I can see you sitting down on the side of the mattress out of the corner of my eye as I stare at the floor, trying to compose myself. I feel like crying—how could I have screwed up this. Michelle watched her walk away for a few seconds, and sighed in silent envy at the body, a work of anatomical genius, magnificent in the tiniest red t-back bathing suit that probably would have had the parents sending everyone home, if any parents had been here. Michelle got a diet Sprite and walked back to her chair, where Barbara was."Aren't you going in the pool?" Barb asked."Yeah, but not yet... just want to hang out for a while first. She tossed her long, chestnut brown hair back and spied. She couldn’t see Hilde from where she was sitting, but imagined that she too, would be frowning.“I see what you mean. It is such a shame, as Beata really is quite beautiful, er, sorry, what do I call you, I can’t call you Grandma, can I?”She laughed. It sounded to Jennifer like someone gentle shaking a crystal chandelier, “You can if you wish, Jen my dear, but if you feel more comfortable, I am Georgianna. As for Beata, I agree, she is indeed very beautiful. And, as she has stayed here several.