He stopped and picked it up and as he glanced into his daughter’s room he saw more dirty clothes on the floor. To be specific, he saw her shorts, pa...nts, bra and underwear that she had worn that morning to class. He looked over his shoulder, back toward the door to the pool and then at the light blue underwear that, in all kinds of scripts proclaimed “Hottie,” “Tempting” and of course, “SEXXXY!!!”. He walked quickly into the room and picked up the panties. As he held them to his face he inhaled. He fucked quickly like a rabbit and she grunted, shaking her head as her excited body trembled and bucked on the way to a vibrant orgasm.John didn't hold back when Julie’s pussy squeezed his cock. His buttocks clenched and he pumped deep into her while kissing her passionately on the lips. He’d finally achieved his goal and, after a few moments, said triumphantly into her ear, “So, who won’t ever fuck you, you little whore?”The look on Jule’s face said it all: gobsmacked, annoyed, disgusted,. "Oh, I'd just love it." I have a little house in the country where you can indulge yourself. If you'dlike to come with us next weekend, you would be very welcome."Pattie clapped his hand in excitement. "Say yes, Emily. We can have somuch fun. It's a lovely place with lots of room and is very quiet. Nobodyhardly ever calls." I'd love to come. Thank you." Ok, that's settled then," I said, "be here about six o'clock on Friday andwe'll drive up. Oh, and by the way," I added, "there's another. This has never happened,” said Bernice.My juice was dripping down my legs. I had Bernice to suck her fingers.“Oh, Kristen. Your pussy tastes sweet. Uhmmmm. I bet it will taste better with my tongue buried in your pussy,” said Bernice.“Well, you do sound like a different person.”“You are the first female I have masturbated and tasted her pussy juice,” said Bernice.“My pussy got wet when I first saw you. I had a feeling there was something about you. I wanted to eat your pussy. You should not.