Dawn, he wondered if she was a virgin? "But... there may be some way we can help him," he added, his voice softening, his odious and evil little smile...returning. "And... that's why you're here, isn't it, Katie Dear?"Again, she felt a constriction in her throat, and she had to fight down her immediate reaction toward denial, or pretending ignorance at his meaning. Dear God, if Daddy ever needed her, it was now! This horrid man knew why she was there... the very purpose she'd had in mind when she. Carol might as well have been unrelated to me as far as Ava's emotions are concerned. And there's never been the slightest sign of her even looking tempted to tell anyone anything we've asked her not to. The only real risk is her accidentally letting it out, which is a mistake any of us could make."Talking about Carol's having sex reminded me about Carol's having sex, so I asked Vanessa what she thought about Carol busting her tough hymen a few days before the wedding night.They were naturally. This particular incident that still lingers in my memory occurred some years back. I went to the toilet as usual to see if I could meet someone who might like to play. I went into a cubical that had glory holes in the panels and took my trousers and my favourite white Y fronts down and sat down. After some time and on the verge of giving up a man came into the cubical next to mine. I looked through the glory hole and saw that he had a track suit on. He then proceeded to lower his bottoms to. We’d recently bought a big black antique leather arm chair with wide arms. My wife climbed onto it and got into a position kneeling with one knee on each arm with her back toward me and leaning toward the back of the chair. Perched like that she looked penis straining hot with her smooth round bottom toward me gleaming under the lights, her heavy breasts swinging, her thighs invitingly spread wide with her furry pussy showing out below her bum cheeks. She looked at me over her shoulder and I.