In the corner of the picture, another woman, possibly the same woman as the last photo. Or rather only her legs. She wore white nylons, the thigh high... kind. The photo stopped at her navel, but it was evident that she wore nothing else. One of her hands was between her thighs watching the ocean before her.It was done in such detail that I could see the moisture upon the flowered open ready-to-be-invaded vagina of Liz, my daughter. I could also see a ring of moisture about my daughters lips and. Pete and I had both liked him straight away; no small feat when a father meets the boy who he’s fairly sure is fucking his only daughter.The two had been inseparable ever since. They had celebrated their first anniversary before Christmas and had looked set to go the distance, staying together throughout their University careers. Indeed they had talked openly about getting a flat together in London once they had both graduated.The thought that their relationship had in some way become damaged. However the last time I wrote it was my first story and the responses were too good! Still, I didn’t share much information with the ISS community!Reviews and comments are highly appreciated and I love them! And I love friendships also! Just talk with me once! And fall into ecstasy! ;) leave all your business in the email below! Will get back to you! So here it goes, I am a normal guy, from the city of nawabs, Hyderabad. And believe me the girls here are princesses and queens who will slay. I stood and pushed her back on the bed and she fell backward giggling, I climbed on the bed next to her and began kissing her again. As I did, my hand found its way between her legs and I began massaging her pussy through her panties.Becky threw her legs wide apart and began humping up to meet my hand. I rubbed her pussy and her clit hard and she began writhing and gyrating her hips, grinding into my hand and wanting me to press harder on her sensitive button."Oh! Oh, god! Oh yes! Ooh! Ohh! Oh,.