She stretched her long legs straight, slowly, and caressed the soft skin along the inside of her thighs. “You make my pussy feel so good when you do that!” She was afraid that Bob had stopped the lascivious sucking when he pulled his head back. He zigzagged over the fields. “Oh, Bob! The blonde girl hadn’t touched her pussy in years. She lowered her eyelids and floated in the sensation. He wanted only the erotic purity of the taste of Kathy’s vagina. His finger was clasped in the vise of her asshole. The little blonde girl sneaked quietly around the back of the huge, sky-blue rig. Bob pulled back. He looked abruptly at his watch and rasped, “It’s almost take-off time, Kathy. “Let’s get useful, youthful. She lowered her mouth toward his prick. Daddy.”
Mike looked down at his cuddly daughter and smiled sadly.
