Kevin moves in front of her. “Now remember what we agreed to before we started. Katie nods. Kevin looks to Mark, “I think you should have the honors.” Kevin steps away. Mark heart racing, his cock swelling a bit now. His ability to suppress it slipping away, walks in front of his 14 year old daughter. He knows this will be the moment, the moment where it all goes one right or wrong. As he stares at his young daughter, Kevin directs his daughter to a leaning position on the bar next to Katie, her back and ass to Kevin and Mark. Mark can’t help but look over at Laura, her ass almost totally exposed as she leans over onto the bar her legs spread good amount. She looks back to her dad. Mark looks back to his daughter and holds the camera up. This time he turns on the video. He looks at his wide eyes daughter, her green eyes bright, her red hair illuminated. Staring into her eyes Mark says, “Unzip your top and show me your fucking tits.” Katie’s eyes widen she trembles as she reaches up to the zipper in the front of her top. She looks back into her dad’s wild eyes. She unzips it. A second later her top falls off exposing her perfect, perky B cups. Mark looks down from his daughter’s eyes to her perfect tits. “Oh, fuck they are perfect.” Mark takes pictures of his daughter’s with her exposed tits. Kevin looks from his daughter to Katies’ tits. “I want a copy of your pictures.” Kevin then looks to his daughter, and says, “Unzip your skirt the rest of the way.” Laura reaches down and pulls the zipper the last little bit. Her skirt falls off, exposing all over her young tight ass. Her thong easy to see as it runs between her legs, hugging her young pussy. Mark looks to Laura’s ass, stares for a second then looks back to Katie. Katie reaches down, and unzips the last part of her skirt. It falls open and reveals her panties as she sits on the stood. Mark pans the camera down to film her in her panties on the stool. He looks up to Katie, but still has the camera filming her panties. “Spread your perfect little legs.” He tells his daughter. Maybe even just send him packing without buying his cargo and Jason needed to get as much as possible for them. From what I have learned you have totally beguiled the young woman into being torn between serving the church and ‘serving’ you! “We'll see. “Steampunk!?” she asks. I want you to fuck Bill. “I understand,” she replied. Alex mused. I started my car and bucked out. The pleading in her voice had its proper effect on him. Ha Ha serves you right you got a peek and now you pay, more wine please and she downed the last little bit and held out her glass for more. My orgasm was rising to an unbelievable height. She'd led him through an empty alley where their van was waiting. You're a great lover, Kit. “It’s just a phase, you know.” I grumbled, “Sister Julia and I stopped our game. Matt was a very shy18 year old that was adamant that he had been with a couple of girls and left them wanting more. “Not good. His soft voice drifting through her ears with the sickening tone of true kindness, ugh, it was the worst. I turned her face upward, and dotted her nose with black ink, giving her the semblance of a snout.
“Like that,” I smirked to both of them. “Wow,” Keri said, “that suits you. And I swear your erection is the best ever. Sam was much more direct. “Fuck her brains out with your hard cock and with my suspenders on while I watch.”â¨And I did while he raked his nails across my arse cheeks and then masturbated with some very sexy urging from Keri. “Love your eight inches and your tits Sam. Cum with us. Beat it harder, harder, harder.” This is the second in a series of stories. To fully appreciate this one, I suggest you read the first Betsy’s Creampie - Rewritten. Jeff and Lisa were at the lake with Betsy and me again last weekend. A few weeks ago, Jeff had turned Betsy’s cunt into a large, sexy cream pie. Now they were back and I wondered what excitement was in store for her and us. It was rainy and very warm this past weekend. We spent most of the time on the covered back porch. Jeff had a beer while the girls drank their wine. No one actually spoke of last weekend. It was almost as if it never happened. Lisa never let on that her husband fucked my wife. They acted as if it never happened. Jeff didn’t even hint at the carnal pleasures her had with my wife. I wondered if it was a onetime event, pushed to the back of everyone’s mind. Forever to be thought of only when our minds drifted to those deep, taboo sexual thoughts. Both girls were braless, wore tank tops and shorts that showed a lot of tanned, sexy legs. Betsy’s top was yellow and topped with pink lace. If she leaned forward, the low neck drooped and you could see her small but perky tits. Lisa had a blue top. No lace and it was tighter. It didn’t droop when she bent over; but, her nipples made a fine impression. A dead person. It wasn't long as I simply couldn't wait. Ayesha - hahahhahaa. “Oh, Mom, you're making my pussy feel amazing. A tube poked out of her sealed up clit, and it stabbed against his fingers. “Oh, look at you love birds,” Donny says, totally destroying the mood. I felt Maria's tongue and fingers making me feel like I was back on my date with Rose. Josie had long lost her struggle, and now her eyes were rolled back, her body bucking within the restricting confines of her father’s arms, expelling her orgasm with same sluggish ecstasy that had summoned it. “Take care of her.” Hazel repeated. She was going to tell me. We were finally going to work it out. Julie struggled in the grip of the two natives.
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