He stared at the blouse I was chastely holding in front of my bare tits."Are you girls OK?"Holy shit! It was Emily's father. Tammy and I had been in t...eir house dozens of times, and he knew who we were. The two of us nodded blankly, cheeks just recently flushed with passion now flaming red with shame. He was an OK guy, though; never tried to paw us or ogle us, even though lots of other guys do. Grown up guys, too.He spoke to Chad. "OK then, I didn't see nothing. Only if you're gonna sit and run. .SAID…DON’T…STOP…!-, and thus I did began to like spankings, but I just wasn’t done yet, and I did almost begun to accept the fact that I had already became gay, so I did kept soaking his cock for another half of an hour, while he was having fun with his sex-toys inside my ass.He once again got bored of doing the same thing on me, and instead, he had a better fucking idea, so he called the man the man who was dealing with him before coming up with me, then he took out the machines out of my. I felt drunk with pleasure, lust, love, undercover work, alcohol, everything. I remember this as a perfect moment in my life. I remember what Sandy and I both wanted. What we shared. What our love was. It was so powerful it reverberates, with later moments of equal pleasure, until this day and for as long as our mortality gives us to share it."Wow!" she said. I felt the vibration of the word as she spoke it."Doesn't half describe it." I guess not. But I can't help thinking it just gets better.". As his hands finally reach their destination and cup her breasts, the nipples sticking out between his index and middle fingers, you suddenly kick the covers off, you no longer hear the wind, and your body is feeling much too warm to remain covered. The crisp air hits your skin, like an exquisite knife, causing your back to arch, just slightly, your toes to curl and a moan of your won to escape your lips.The man steps closer to her, and she can tell he's naked. His throbbing cock pressed up.