I hope one day I can meet a beautiful woman who looks just like you, who has a beautiful smile and beautiful body like you. Of course, I want her to h...ve a carbon copy of your ass too... “When you come home today, I want you to get on top of me and let me eat your pussy the way I did the other night.”“YES YES! Fuck me and make me come. I love the feel of your big fat-ass cock forcing its way deeper, and deeper, and deeper into my pussy.”We had to watch the clock, and with twenty minutes left,. Just as she was about to give up she tried the name that her father often fondly called her when there were just the two of them, cutey pie. Voila, it was the correct combination. Jacqui felt a little please with herself that he had thought of her as he had made that password up.Once in the screen saver came up and yet again it showed his fondness for her because it was a picture of her when she was 6 years old riding her little tricycle. Jacqui smiled to herself when she thought that there. Billy and I looked at him in silence."Dinner's ready," came from behind us. Tamara was at the door. We obediently followed her to the table.The meal was a quiet affair. Billy mostly just ate and watched as Tamara and I had adult conversation. I'd gotten more at ease telling her about my week and asking about her classes. Since it had been a dull week for both of us, there were long pauses of silence. They were less uncomfortable than those I was used to in the past, but I still wondered if I. Olivia was feeling the need for another "fix" and decided she wanted to get more of the cream into her pussy and the shorts were just getting in the way. Olivia unbuttoned the shorts and dropped them and the g-string to the ground. She decided to forego the g-string as the cream would only make them gooey and it was much easier to go without these days. She plugged a good size dollop of cream into her hole and grabbed the first tubular object she could find to push it home, her hairbrush.