"Daddy?" she inquired as I brought it down, but her words turned to a deep sigh as I rolled the wide head over her sensitized ass. "Mmm, daddy that fe...els so nice." I know, baby girl. If I let you feel more, do you think you can keep from coming too soon?" Yes, daddy. I can." Simmie was almost pleading by now, and as a reward, I rolled the head lower until it slid over her mound, sending its powerful vibrations right into her core.Simmie gasped and bore down on it, trying to grind her clit on. She was probably still wasted, she had no idea where she was or what was going on.Her hair too was slightly wet, almost like she had left the shower some time ago, and it had nearly dried. It couldn’t be the humidity, perhaps it was some kind of natural oil, or maybe sweat to help her shed excess heat in the roasting jungles of her home territory? Either way, he liked the way that it felt.Jules roamed lower, rubbing the back of her neck, finding the thin fur there just as damp. It so closely. Directly underneath her robe, shehad on a long light blue and white dress that droppedbelow the robe to her ankles. Her ankles protected by hertan pantyhose lead to her shoes.“It’s nice and cool down here,” she said opening thewindow at the end of the bathroom. The warm wind rushedin to the bathroom, blowing her hair off her shoulder.“That feels good,” she said opening the stall door andstill on the toilet seat.However, She didn’t see the man standing at the. She was wearing a pleaded skirt and pink top. We knew each other by name, I had been to her cousin's party earlier that month, but had never really spoken to each other much. "Hey Anon, what's up?" she asked. "Anon is going to play your games since you don't seem to care much about them anymore" Mr. Thompson added. "Lol, sure, have fun." she replied. "Audrey are you ready?" her mom asked from a distance. "Yes mom I'm downstairs waiting for you!" Audrey replied with an annoyed tone. Her mom.