Assuring me otherwise saying that our energies were just
in sync. Her eyes said it all, hanging my head saying “nothing happened, just scared them in the tent”. Choking on my own air, she curled her
finger toward me and I didn’t hesitate. She was a short stout woman with a mean streak
to be wary of. Her father was a mountain of a man with
ogre like features if he ever got his hands on me it would be over but his demeanor was so meek and
mild, really he wasn’t the problem it was her mother. Taking my hand as she gently
rubbed up my girth and placing it on her soft hairy mound. He had a younger sister, Lissa, she was such a brat and got us in trouble any chance she got. Missy snuggled close and fed me those huge boobs guiding my fingers
to her slit, her clit was large, as my fingers found it we both let out a soft moan and started kissing and
licking the others tongue.
