He wasn't exotic or a supermodel. He was just a guy. But it seemed I felt at ease with him when we conversed. He was clever and funny. I remember laug...ing uncontrollably while we corresponded. It was because of our messages that I moved over to IM. The instant conversation was amazing. His life was interesting to learn about, perhaps because I enjoyed his company. His humorous outlook and seemingly laid back attitude was quite a switch from my husband's negative intensity. I learned that he was. " That was true. I had been caught up in my own drama since I'd arrived in Arizona, but I'd thought about Cassie several times. We'd both been online some during the last week, yet for some reason we just couldn't connect. So it was true. I was missing her.Mia was standing beside me slicing up apples for her mom's apple streusel. "I miss you, too, Cassie!" she called."Mia says she misses you, too."Cassie laughed. "I heard her. I don't believe either of you, but it was nice of you to say." I'm. As I stroked her firm buttocks, I let my fingers drift into her crease. She seemed to enjoy the attention, especially when I let a finger drift across her pucker. At first, it was a few quiet moans, but as I began rimming her continuously, it became, "Yes, please yes."I slipped my middle finger into her damp hole alongside my cock-head before pushing in inside her little star up to the first knuckle. The response came faster and more vulgar, "Fuck yes, finger my dirty hole!" I moved my. Great tits, a beautiful ass, fantastic legs. But I just can't take my eyes off her now, you know?" I know, Dad. And so does Paige. She loves all the attention." I do, do I?" Paige surprised them both, having been awake for at least a minute without letting them know."Paige ... I thought you were asleep," Stephen said."I was. But I could only sleep so long with you two pawing me ... don't stop, by the way." Not about to, Sweetheart," Paul replied."So you think I love the attention you all give.