Paula's artificial 'little girl' look was natural to Helen. Although she was some six inches taller than Karl, her reddish-blonde hair and a pale face..., green eyes, and a figure that looked still to have puppy-fat on it gave her an air of young innocence that Jacqui knew appealed to some men. Dress her in a white blouse, a short skirt and ankle socks and she could pass for thirteen or fourteen easily and that seemed to be what Karl wanted."But I don't want to be in a brothel, and I shouldn't be. The judge didn’t respond. He just scribbled away on his paper. So, Keeli continued. With her backside still to the judges, Keeli slipped her fingers under the straps of her thong and eased them down her legs while she wiggled out of them. She bent completely over at the waist and stepped out, giving the judges an open view of all she had to offer. She straightened slowly as her right hand ran all the way from her ass crack through her slit and into her mouth as she turned. Cambry sat there. Nadia, lying in the center, was out of reach. However, the look on her face was more than enough to convey how she felt. I didn't need to touch her to find out. I could see it.I put a knee on the edge and leaned over, about to crawl towards her. She slowly shook her head and I stopped. She said, "I want to see everything before you touch me. You get to see lots of female bodies around here. Today, I want to see the one male body, the one I want touching mine, the one I want in mine." Her voice. “Ooh, so good… I love this big, thickdick… so fucking good… fuck me!” While my sister watched and fingered herself, I fuckedher daughter deeply, sending the entire length of myprick into her pussy. Her tight cunt reminded me ofhow tight Jennifer’s pussy had been 20 years ago. Thesmall, ripe tits were the same and Monica even had thesame breathy squeal each time I thrust into her.“Is she a good fuck, Carl?” Jennifer asked. “I bet herpussy is.