But none of us felt bad as we completely understand each other. Then he started moving downwards but didn’t stopped kissing & licking my body.Now he...reached my belly & started unbuttoning my jeans & then took off completely. Then he removed my panty as well but was little sad after seeing my pussy filled with so many hairs. He asked why don’t you shave your pussy, it looks so ugly. I was completely shattered by his words but then he said don’t feel so disheartened. We will shave it first & then. She is an overly developed young thing that can never seem to find bras or blouses that can keep up with her seemingly rapidly exploding boobs. There is always just so much more tit there than her clothing can contain.As if that wasn't enough, she always wears the shortest, skimpiest mini skirts legally possible, then sits in a way that she always gives me the greatest panty-crotch shots that most men can only dream about—except today she wasn't wearing any panties.She was constantly crossing. I didn't need gas yet. This petite car's fuel gauge still read full.Instead I checked her oil, air, and other fluid levels right down to the water in her windshield washer reservoir, exactly as the owner's manual specified. Everything was precisely where it should be, but I felt better for making sure.A slow cruise back down the main street and I took the turn back towards The Highway.Again there seemed a little tug — or more likely just an involuntary flinch on my part — as we passed the. .. what ... how ... when...?” I was stammering as I tried to frame my questions.Daddy chuckled as I tried to express myself. “Sit down, honey, before you hurt yourself.” He poured me some more coffee. “Last night was a swing party. You got the general gist of it, hmm? Well, we’ve been swingers or swappers since when you were a little girl.” I stared at him as if he had grown a second head. “I’m actually kind of amazed that you’ve never noticed anything.”I shook my head. “I had no fucking idea!”.