Abby’s dad, Matt’s perversion started when she was five. Abby noticed her father had become more and more obsessed with looking up her skirts almo...t every chance he gets. Every time when she was in skirts and dresses, her dad would stare at her panties when her mother wasn’t around. After staring, her dad would go into the bathroom and Abby would always follow him out of curiosity and leaned her ears against the bathroom door and she would always hear her dad moaning and gasping as he was in. I didn’t want him to leave, just yet. I wanted to be bad. The last time Morgan walked in on me fucking him she spanked my ass… HARD.. for like 10 minutes.. I fucking came, and all, but not as hard as I do when she slow licks my clit.“Well seeing you do Morgan’s toes would make this so hard...” He said, and plopped his dick right out into my face... Hel-lo! That’s what I want. But he’s so rude, and Morgan would be so mad, but that dick was right there. Oooooo I tried to be good.“You ass… you. "Hey! Where the fuck are you going?" Ruth leans against the bar, looking to Philip with a funny but surprised face. The usual jolt of excitement of seeing Ruth's sexy body runs through his dick. Her white Sacoor shirt doesn't reveal much, but those black soft wide-leg trousers outlining the nice shape of her ass arouse Philip across the alcoholic fuzziness of his mind.Her ass is a bit bigger than Ilene's and she's probably a bit more toned than Ilene as well, Philip thinks, because he knows. She was groaning now and squirming on the seat. I moved my hand down to her thighs and ran my hand up toward her panties, she was wearing stockings but the hold up type, there were no straps of a suspender belt. I teased her, running my finger tips around the bare flesh of her upper thighs and lightly across her panties. Her breath was ragged and she was groaning more loudly, she slid down into her seat slightly and opened her thighs, trying to push herself onto my hand. I gently pulled the.