He could even imagine fucking her in the ass, as the dog had the helpless young girl on the stage.Not that it would ever come to that, of course. This... was merely fantasy. Sarah had made a mistake and that was all.He gulped and froze as he saw her coming his way. Would she notice anything?Apparently she didn't. She merely leaned over, the bulbous tops of her enormous breasts showing forth, and asked him pleasantly, "Well, Steve, did you enjoy the show?"He tried to carry on a casual conversation. "Orgasm as often as you like," I replied with a smile."I mean we might return." I know. I was just joking." The younger teens often didn't get my humor. They were much too serious. The older teens and especially the experienced ones had learned to lighten up."Can I ask a question?" a 14-year old blonde asked."You may indeed. I'm Bob!" I'm Christina. I want more information on a pearl necklace." What do you want to know?" My boyfriend wants to give me one and I said I'd think about it but I. One benefit was that her hair was shiny and clean.=========================One morning she reluctantly got in the shower, wondering who was going to interrupt her this time. It was her Dad. It was unbelievable. No privacy at all.Dad started as he always did by washing her hair, but this time he reached around and soaped up her tits.Rachel screamed for him to get out but he just smiled. He was behind her and he had her trapped. Dad washed her tits and then his hands started to go lower. Rachel. I gave him a kiss on the cheek to thank him, and he turned his head and caught it on his lips. After some awkward fumbling we ended up screwing. I guess you expected me to say making love, because that's how women are supposed to talk. But that wasn't really what we did. If I was one of those jaded Hollywood types you'd expect me to say that we fucked, but that wasn't it either.Making love implies that there is a certain amount of emotional connection, during the physical act that raises it to.