You will not fall or get hurt." She was so pliable now that I slowly turned her over without incident. Her butt was up and her legs tight to her chest... in the foetal position. She was rinsed with the shower and the water then turned off.My free hand stroked her back and buttocks like my father's memory of his cat. Like a cat she started to purr. A finger traced her lower lips and her legs spread to accommodate my intentions. The finger went into the hole again and as last time I left a very thin. It doubled its size in quick, spasming flexes, thrusting out from his hairy crotch.His prick was so hard and stiff now, that it ached. And it throbbed heavily.Loni's pussy drooled with arousal as she continued to suck on her father's fingers and as she saw his cock growing still bigger.Moments later, Van took his fingers out of her mouth. They dripped with saliva. Then, deliberately, he took a handful of her long hair and used it to wipe her saliva off his fingers.Loni whimpered softy and Van. You never give me much of an answer."She rolled her eyes and sighed."And I keep insisting there's nothing to tell. Nothing 'dark and dirty' at least. Yes, I had sex with four or five old boyfriends. Some of it was just OK, and some was great. Is my history with old boyfriends part of your fantasy? Because it isn't that dark or dirty, no matter what you might think." It's not that. Not exactly. My fantasy is watching you have sex with someone else, now, when we're married. I hinted at this. They cost enough! Lucinda's are the biggest. When you take her bra off, she really goes bloop! Down to here somewhere." Veronica indicated a point somewhere below her own waist. It was noticeable when she did that, her bust was supported quite low, more or less at waist level, although it was still remarkably full. "Milk?" Oh?" Karen stared at Lucinda's pink-shrouded bosoms. She was feeling a desperate urge to undress the model. "Milk? Oh, yes, please. Just a drop, thanks."Veronica handed over.