I was pouring myself a cup of the strong brew when I heard the girls bedroom door open then softly close. Turning around, Amy was stretching her arms ...igh above her head. The sheer negligee rose high and I could see the soft auburn hair on her mons. Again I was mesmerized by the view of her body and found myself unable to prevent myself from staring. Of course a stirring in my groin commenced."Morning Daddy." She greeted me. "Gosh that coffee smells so good." Morning Honey, here, take this cup. Never could be too careful when it came to great art.Tracy's clothing again underwent a big shift that left an increasing amount of skin showing. Tracy was suddenly sporting a low-cut midriff length belly shirt that exposed both the grand valley of her brown cleavage and cute swelling of her stomach as well as letting the world see the navel piercing she habitually sported. A brief pair of shorts that didn't even try to resist the gravitational pull of her monstrous ass' butt crack left the. I’m a little jealous of that.”She canted her hip to the left on the word “that.” She began to sway, and the liquidity of her movements spread out to the rest of her body like waves, down her thighs, up the giddy curves of her waist and tits, eddying through her arms before unfurling to her fingers. Even her clothes followed her motion: her blouse stretching and pulling as her breasts rose up against the material, her short skirt swirling around her legs like an attention-starved cat.“I bring. I told them you were the best. That's it! Holy fuck ... I love watching you cum baby." It was a horrible movie when it flashed into her head and she watched her hips thrusting madly at Jerry's hungry mouth. His tongue lapped her clitoris and she squirted love juices down his throat. Jerry drank from her womanly fountain and his cunnilingus would be just a horrible memory for Betsy.Numerous times she had whispered, 'this can't be ... can't be happening to me.' Then she realized that indeed she.