Dad slipped his left hand fingers on my lower abdomen and began to rub gently for some time. Then he slipped his hand on the joint of my thigh and fin...ing the slit he began to rub my clitoris. I groan with excitement. Gradually I began to spread my legs apart from one another and allowed to do the necessary job satisfactorily. He was fingering the mons veneris of mine.I put one of my hand on his penis, alas it has been fully erected. I played with the hard muscular organ. I was also playing. She pushed her huge jugs together and put them about an inch from my face and shook her shoulders. She turned around, her ass in front of my face, and bent over.Her wet pussy was right there! She put a hand on it and looked at me from between her legs, her face upside down and her hair touching the floor."Do you want to see it?" she teased."Fuck yeah," I blurted out. I wanted to fuck it and eat it!She moved her hand away and put a finger between her pussy lips, moving it along her slit, and. What just happened?" Your hand missed its target. That would be quite a useful thing to be able to do to your opponent in a fight - so all his punches missed, for example - but unfortunately it only worked on you because you were relaxed and moving slowly. In a combat situation it'd only make you veer off target by half an inch or so, which wouldn't make any practical difference. That's why I said I didn't think it was a big deal, but Sensei likes it because he likes the reasons behind why it. Both coarse, olive skinned men in orange wigs and all black, sleeveless jumpsuits looked in their forties; both had trucker tans on both arms which told me they switched off driving. “This used to happen to me all the time. Can I help?”The driver calmed and stretched out his hand, “Thanks for getting out of the way and stopping for us. I’m Sam and this is my brother Kobal. It looks like the cotter pin snapped again and the castle nut unscrewed -again- and took the wheel with it. That was my.