It seemed so innocent, all of it. I hadn't felt like a date, more like having dinner with a mentor or some kind of Father figure. His house was magnif...icent, almost a mansion and exactly the type of place I imagined him living in. It was sparsely but tastefully and expensively furnished. I was particularly taken with the polished hardwood floors throughout the entire house.Ken got us both a drink without asking me. Drambuie, a scotch liqueur in a beautiful, little crystal glass. He sat in a. Next came the tricky part. Sam kept just her tip inside Alex and used her other hand to grab her lover’s cock. Moving around her own thick shaft, Sam guided Alex’s appendage to her own flower, just as moist as Alex’s. It went in with another moan from both girls as Sam sank down, pushing more of herself into Alex’s depths while her lover returned a favor and filled her to the brim.Sam and Alex were a perfect match, two sex goddesses that fucked passionately, kissing deeply as they went at it.. She pulled her panties down and inserted twofingers in her wet pussy with one hand and stroked her clit with other. She shivered, trying to think only ofmen, any type of men, black, white, Arabic, anything but what she had dreamed. But her mind kept conjuringimages of Thunder, sweating and blowing as he completed his gallop, and the immense penis she had seen him useon the mare.“Noooooo…” she moaned. Once again she tried to force her thoughts elsewhere. Once again her mind betrayedher, and when. 'Mother always made sure the Christmas tree was so pretty, ' she thought to herself and started again for her daddy's room.Opening the door, the familiar scent of her daddy greeted her. She breathed deeply, savoring the feeling of love and security the smell brought on. Walking past the big four post bed she opened the large closet. 'I'm pretty sure it's in one of these boxes, ' she thought as she rummaged around. She opened one of the larger boxes and was greeted by the multicolored glint of.