lointc1973

of what I did to my step-daughter. It was already so nasty before she asked me "What do you want to see?". I leered at that until she about blushed. We were at Spaghetti Works, on the patio, and she was wearing that short brown dress and no panties. Every so often she'd whistle like a bird and raise up her skirt so I could examine her shaved pussy, more and more wet. It was nice with the people and the salad bar and the pigeons that swooped in to eat anything dropped. "I think I want you to get in touch with Lamont," I said and went back to my cottage cheese. "What? You want me to fuck him again?" she asked with a funny look on her face. She'd dated him, briefly, in college as her