V.girls to wear their new winter uniforms. Jenny and Angie both looked like dolls. Jenny, with her long blondehair, parted in the middle and sw...ept back over her shoulders with those goldenbangs, looked sweet and innocent with her cute dimples. She was an absolutedarling in her new cheerleading uniform. It fit her thin 5'6" frame like aglove, and she couldn't wait to show it off. Angie, a year older, was a bit more developed than Jenny. Almost as tall,her figure was more shapely,. He used the tip of his finger to circle it, massaging in gentle, inwardly spiraling circles, the finger getting closer and closer to the mark. By the time it finally reached it, Janie had her legs widely spread, thrusting her pussy against his hand.The girl's clit was aching and hugely swollen. Her eyes were half closed, shining in pleasure. She looked at her father through a glaze of lust. Her butt gyrated, masturbating her clit against her father's finger. The pleasure was so good the girl. As she stood there, I casually reached to the computer desk and retrieved my Polaroid camera. We had taken only a few "intimate" pictures over the years, some of which I still had. For whatever reason, the camera didn't take pictures as well any longer, so I had bought a new one while out-of-town. She didn't know this, and probably expected the pictures to be washed out as with other recent tries.I told her, "Strike a pose," and snapped a picture, then another. "Very good! Now come closer." She. "Bedside table. Condoms in drawer. Once on, keep massaging."Penis covered, her thighs widening, he guided the tip to her heated lips and pushed in. "Massage, Roger," she murmured. The pleasure he felt inside her pussy made his massage more aggressive. His fingers pressed to bone. The cock not being deep though, the glans popped out a couple times. He stopped massaging once to replace it. The second time she insisted he let it find its way in unaided. It pressed against her anus, threatening.