Dad is all business and Dad's business is all business. As such, he did not have Halloween off. To compensate, or to torture the families of employees..., its hard to say which, Dad's business hosted a Halloween party to which Dad and his coworkers would bring their families dressed up and then do a little business while they mingled. Unfortunately, this meant a lot of drab company. As with anything business-related, Dad got all gung-ho about it. The night before Halloween, he went out and bought. That should tide the little 'un over for awhiles, whaddya think, Silas?"The thin slow-faced man looked up from his food for a moment, then gazed across at Jane who was standing in the doorway to the backroom. "I think--I wanna fuck'er Josh," he grinned, and then lowered his eyes pensively to his food again.Josh slapped his thighs, and leaned down in a long obscene belly-burst of laughter. "Did ya hear that, Buck? Silas wants t'fuck this little city gal."Buck set his plate down on the table and. She was there laid next to me on her back as my hand stroked her plump belly, I gave her a nice wet kiss then fondled her big breasts, licking her nipples, she was so excited, I could tell when I slid my hand down under those lovely cotton knickers to her pussy, she was wet as hell, I always though old ladies were dry down there but my Gran was really wet as I tweaked her clitoris and slid my finger in mmmmmm, my cock was throbbing like hell, I had a nice lick of her pussy over her knickers. ”Breasts are not my primary sexual fixation, but with such an offer, they became objects of extreme desire. Still, I had to reach down and fondle her delicious mound. Dove had told me that she was nearly compulsive of shaving and moisturizing her pubic area. I remembered, correctly, the wonderful warm, slightly moist, silkiness of her labia.I had prepared for her desires, but in doing so, I tried to minimize the actual, not symbolic pain, that I’d give. Sexual sadism does not appeal to me, but.