Kerri’s body shuddered at his touch. Soon he was fingering her hot pussy in rhythm with the hand job she was giving him. They were fucking each othe...r through their hands. Kerri pushed Dan backwards onto the couch. He had fucked her so many times. Now it was her turn to fuck him. Dan was sitting up on the couch and Kerri straddled him. She got up on her knees and positioned her pussy over his pulsing cock. Slowly she eased down on him, allowing his hard cock to fill and stretch her pussy. Dan. Mom always told me that Iwould look so nice with longer hair as long as I took care of it. Beforeshe passed I hadn't thought about trying it, but I knew that I could dothat as a tribute to her. And I've kept it long ever since.Dad hated my hair more than anything else about me. It was bright blondejust like mom's, and it fell down to the middle of my back just like mysister's did. When I turned thirteen and started to look more like ateenager, people started to ask if Allison and I were twins.. I’d never shopped for girls’ underwear before and when she held it up in front of her, I blushed.“Um ... I’d love to see you in that,” I squeaked. “But it won’t do for the project. I need enough surface area that I can paint it.”“Yeah, I know. But plain white bras and granny panties are so boring!”“They won’t be when I finish painting them on you.”“Oh! That sends chills down my spine. Maybe we could do that as another performance. Instead of painting the underwear, you paint me. Paint a really. But Miriam interrupted them; “Hey, time enough for that later ! First we’re going to play the pants off you, big boy.” True to her word, when is was her turn again she dealt him a losing hand, but before that her own pants had come off from under her skirt. Now, wearing only her short dress, with nothing but her round, firm body underneath, she knelt before him and told him to stand up. He did so, and she started to undo his trousers. Before she could pull them down, he.