I ran my tongue all over her thighs up to her crack. I parted her crack and to my delicious delight I saw a tight, pink and a pulsating asshole. Appar...ently, her hole was still throbbing from the powerful squirt that the let out. I rimmed her like anything. My tongue was circling her hole before I pushed it inside of her. It grabbed my tongue and was hot inside and I loved it. She was enjoying it because she had started moaning again. I got up and took some of her spit on my hand and poured it. I walked back to my wife with Veronica’s bikini in my hand. My wife looked at it, smiled, and then added her own bikini to the pile. I took them in the cabin and returned with two cold beers and a Pepsi. I then sat on the dock and stared at the two sisters, especially Veronica. Her nipples never unstiffened, her body was covered with goose bumps, and her pussy slit was moist. She was suffering in the cold just to expose herself to me. I really appreciated it and I finally told her so.I said,. Her arms and legs were flailing all over the place as he dug those fingers into her pussy and moved them around up there. Sometimes giving her a rapid fire finger fucking. She couldn't get up because I was sitting on her face. As you might expect, we had to tip the cunt big to keep her quiet. Forty dollars wouldn't do the trick with that whore. Tuesday June 12th 2018My daughter, Karen is 25. She is pretty sex-crazed herself. In addition to being irresponsible. She moved back in with me after. And the mere fact that I could have such suspicions—as well as other (and considerably deeper) suspicions about not only his own motives and intentions but those of his presumptive fellows on whom he seemed to be counting for rescue—allayed my concern further. He hadn't taken me over, apparently that was beyond his powers, or I wouldn't be able to think that way. It was no different from another person talking me into or out of some idea. Well, OK, yes, it was different, of course it was, but.