But I was a bit curious. “Well,” I said as I reached out to stroke her cheek, “it’sdefinitely not because you’re not pre...tty.” She looked up at me surprised, “You really think I’m pretty?” “Beautiful,” I replied and she looked at me kinda disap-pointed, as if she had expected me to say `sexy’ or more to thepoint `fuckable.’ “Look,” I said and I grabbed her hand, “does this proveanything to you?”. After all, they weren’t even eight years old. She had really beautiful breasts. Her little nipples weren’t hard – they were really soft. They were pinkish brown and smallish in size. Andrea’s whole body was the same tone, she was pretty dark. She had pink undies on. Lexi and Rachel were both wearing green underwear. Andrea’s butt popped out more than the other two, but they both had butts too. Rachel said that we should put all our clothes in the wash. We all agreed so we all took our. It was strange, I wanted to suck it! Jane sat back on my lap and asked me if I liked what I saw. I told her that I loved it and started stroking her leg, slowly moving my hand up and parting her wet underwear, stroking her clit. I heard her moan softly and so did her husband. I looked at him and saw that he was loving every minute of it. I slid a finger into her wet, gaping pussy, moving it in and out as she moaned, by cock getting harder and harder. I just wanted to bend her over there and. "Is that good?" She smiled up at him.Edward nodded and lowered his face to hers and began to grind againsther, burying his cock deep inside her, pressing down on her clitoris tostimulate her.Glenda arched her back and rose to meet his Edward?s rhythmic thrusts,his slick, black weapon driving deep into her quim and the almostwithdrawing, then plunging back inside her. She could feel it swellingto full tumescence which she knew meant that Edward was about to orgasm.Glenda grated her raw sex.