She untied the belt holding her hippy dress onto her waist and let the multi layered ultra wispy fabric drop. Oh my god! The woman was like a pin-up Q...een! Damn near perfectly round hips and sleek, smooth legs. She wasn’t shaved. Her legs were shaved, thank God, but she wasn’t shaved. A thick light brown patch of hair marked the area above her pussy lips and her pussy lips were clearly visible in the open space between her legs. Guys talk about women who have a gap between their legs, you could. It passed through my mind, along with the fear, that my father was strict. Very strict. Why did I think of that, during this attack, and then I thought, now, how I loved him for it? That feeling struck me deeply and I told myself at my first opportunity, if I had one, I would hug him around his neck, whiskers and all, and apologize to him and make sure he knew that I understood why he was so strict. Please, God, let me hug Mom and Dad again. If only I’d listed to his constant nagging about me. I let out a loud scream as my body tensed and juices flowed out of my pussy into his mouth. "Oh my god." I collapsed against him with his cock in my hand. "You taste so delicious. I want more." Mm mm…you can have all you want babe." Come here." I moaned as I rolled her over onto her back and propped myself between her legs. I rubbed the head against her wet lips as we looked into each other’s eyes."Put it in me!" she yelled. And with one quick motion I slid my cock deep into her tight. . fifteen minutes." We better find you a pair of panties to wear, then, shouldn't we? You can't go to a business function in slutwear like that without them." His tone was measured and calm, as if he'd been talking about whatever was going to be on the dessert menu.The spinning in Lana's head slowed down enough to connect with the reality of having to walk into the teeming conference. She realized how good she felt without panties. The burning flush in her core hit her with a warm glow of.