‘Leave here now.’ I told myself. ‘I am in danger of losing everything’. I dropped the book. How could I have come here and let myself be swaye... by such crude and disgusting images? How perverse of me to think that I would actually want anything from this. I ran to the chair and grabbed for my bag as behind me, the door opened and suddenly my father was there in the room. He was older than in his photograph and touched with grey hairs. He smiled at me but his eyes were harsh and cold. He was. Chris now moving a bit faster was making Michelle moan louder and louder, he slipped out and slipped down in between her legs, and started to lick her sweet juicy pussy, sucking on her clit and then nibbling lightly Michelle tried to push him away but instead she orgasmed like mad, as Chris carried on eating like mad, she now started to beg as Chris slid back up and started to fuck her hard and fast, Michelle wrapped her legs around his waist and made sure he was as deep as possible, his balls. She had had them for years, so they were now a bit too small, but she still loved to wear them.The short sleeved top, which had once been baggy on her, now fitted snugly over her breasts, her nipples clearly visible. Ian stared at her, at the picture of the bear on the front, at the way the picture moved with her, with her body, with her breasts, as she breathed.Her pyjama bottoms were shorts, and while they had once reached her knees, they were now half way up her tanned thighs. Behind her, in. I say, "Hello." Our lips meet softly and we forget we are still outside on the porch. Holding on to your waist I pull you inside the hall. I take both your hands and hold them above your head. There is nothing you can do but just let go, but you don't mind. Your heart is beating faster and you just let it all happen. I take your lips and our tongues meet playfully. You get weak in the knees and I grab your leg. I guide my hand over your leg and slightly massage it going towards your ass. I let.