I still didn't see much activity there but a few women were sitting around a tabletop that had been converted to an e-reader of sorts. Seeing those wo...men I headed toward them to see what they were doing. I perused the page that all of them seemed to have on display. It was an announcement of my suggestion that we hold a contest to determine what sort of features to put into an amusement park.I listened and watched for a few moments before I asked what they thought of the idea. The oldest. Even in the dark I could tell that she was blushing.Well, you can't run away and with that I slipped my hands around her waist and pulled her towards me. My mouth made contact with the top of the bra, and I followed her curves back down to naked flesh. I then extended my tongue, licking my way back to the nipple; she actually moaned aloud. I pulled her even closer and I felt her come in contact with the bulge in my jeans. Due to the fact that she had on a miniskirt, only the thin material of. "You like it, don't you? Say it. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you right now."Zarina couldn't believe this was happening to her. She knew her dad and her mom fucked like rabbits...and did it more or less right in front of her, but she would never have expected for him to suddenly turn on her like this. She had never thought about her dad in such a carnal way before. Seeing her dads cock tenting his boxers was making her wet, though.She hated the fact that she wondered what it would be. “I beg you,” Michael pleaded, ardently gesturing in an overly dramatic manner, “please – allow me to make up for my obviously inadequate performance of this afternoon!”Cherrill laughed and, although she blushed at Michael’s endearing behavior, she happily entered into his little role-play and held out her foot.“And what, pray tell, could you possibly do,” Cherrill grinned down at him, “to make up for such a devastatingly poor performance, young prince?”“Allow me you show you, O beauteous one,”.