Was his hands on her ass?Yes.I pictured a round, curving ass. His hands kneaded her, pulling her tight into his bulge. My pussy clenched again. Rushes...of heat shot through me. I leaned against the closet door, breathing heavily, my large breasts feeling constrained in my clothing.Why was I even wearing the dress? I should have taken it off. The woman would be blindfolded. The dress was for Daddy. He had seen it already. I should be naked and ready to have fun. As they kissed, I reached behind. " There's a good chance that since this is your first baby it will be late," Beth pointed out. "That will, of course, throw off any calculations Jake might make on your due date. But personally I don't think he'll ever think of calculating the date - in fact he'll probably be too relieved when we don't demand child support from him." So why are we telling him he's the father if we're not going to demand child support from him?" Mary asked scratching her head as they neared the grove."For you. My coming in here was a spur of the moment thing. She smiled and showed me some amazing dresses and said they were on sale.a few caught my eye and she offered to take me to their VIP changing rooms and let me use them to try them on, great I thought wonderful service wonderful stock I really must come here again when I get back.she lead me through a door marked private VIP guests only and directed me to a cubicle telling me to shout if I needed anything thanking her I headed in shutting the. I had pretty much raised him from a foal. We were a team, Zeke and I; I took care of him and he took care of me. I always had a way with the mules we kept on our farm. I was able to get them to do things that surprised and delighted my father and brothers. I really never saw what all the fuss was about because all I did was show the mules what I wanted and let them figure out how to do it.I ambled Zeke up the road that ran beside the Chattahoochee River to where the river turned northeast.