I knew that I was drunk but not totally wasted and giggled when thought of the action in the car. Yep, she was my daughter all right. Hot as a firecra...ker and almost as loud. I heard her scream and moan and wandered what to do... and decided not to do anything. What was there to do? Anne was an adult... it was her life. Besides, if I was honest with myself the predominant emotion I felt was envy... and lust. I had not seen very much, but the idea of my daughter making out out there made my. She was 12 when this happened.once a week the coach brought her 15 year old son with her.he was muscular as hell! he was on the wrestling team. we will call him sam. the whole lesson he stared at janet. she loved it. at 12 she already had 36 c boobs and her period had started so her pussy was full lipped.her suit was a little small so her nipples were outlined and you could see every bit of her pussy.as janet sat on the bleachers to wait her turn again t do back stroke laps, sam came up to her. I waited for about 15 minutes and started to worry a little but knew that she was a big girl and can find her own way. I decided to go look for after 20 minutes. Kat? Kat? Katrina! I yelled for her and looked for 10 minutes before I found her by the lake. Oh my god! It looked like she tripped on a piece of wood and fell into the river. Luckily, it was her just her body which was completely wet and not her head. I ran to her and scooped her up in my arms. She opened her eyes in a daze and. He felt her tremble with anticipation. As Christophe’s hands began to explore between her legs, she closed her eyes momentarily and moaned.“Are you enjoying your surprise Goddess?” “Oh Lord yes” she sighed. The Master suspected that Christophe’s fingers were, by now, filling her soaking wet cunt. She moved her feet slightly apart to enable his fingers to slip inside her more easily. As she did so, his hand penetrated further.Despite her feeling intoxicated by the situation, she managed a glance.