La encontre durmiendo y borracha (1)

Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic. Enjoy! Please leave comments on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers. John’s amateur Narration It was Friday evening and I was just reaching the house after seemingly homemade months away from home and a full day of travel. I was pissed. Despite my family knowing that I was taking care of family matters after my mother passing, I didn’t even receive a text from any of them after my Wife came back home about a month ago. I’d maybe expect this from my Daughter Kayleigh and my good for nothing son David, but I was shocked by my Wife’s behaviour. Usually she was so caring. To top it all off, my Wife informed me that she and David were away this weekend at a college site visit for my Son. I was shocked that any college would let that kid near them, but hey, it would be better for me to orgasm have him out of the house, so I wasn’t against it. Still, it meant that after a sexless past month, I wouldn’t be teen getting any this weekend either. My daughter Kayleigh was the only one that would be home. The thought of spending some alone time with Kayleigh brought a smile to my face though. She was the apple of my eye. She was a beautiful, smart and accomplished girl. I was always proud of her achievements. She was always daddy’s litte girl, I liked to think that we shared a special bond. I knocked on the door and was greeted with Kayleigh. She was beaming a smile. “Daddy!! I’m so happy to see you.” She beamed I looked her up and down. My daughter was always gorgeous, but this summer she seemed to have taken her looks to the next level. Everything about her face, hair and skin seemed radiant. My eye drifted down from her face and my jaw almost dropped. She was wearing a skin tight pink tank top. The neck of it seemed to dive down endlessly showing her cleavage. And speaking of cleavage.. it looked like my daughter’s breasts had doubled in size since the last time I saw Latina her! Teenage hormones I guess.. She gave me a tight hug. I almost welped. I’m at the end of my rope, and I need you to save me right now. We hung out by the pool and then I got a phone call from the manager of the strip club. “Two a.m.” she orgasm said. Panting. “I never really noticed, but Lily is just so cute.” “I don’t dare myself more,” she said. "What, no guards?" wondered the man. We were moving fast, that had to hurt, but Jody didn’t object. Soon, it was again rock hard. Somehow, after tagging the building, the tagger was able to run back to Knights’ territory. She wore a skimpy black dress with maximum cleavage, her long, copper-flecked hair straight and glossy as it flowed down her back. She was blond. He looked at her, flanked by two of his coworkers who started running their hands up and down her sides. “In fact, I bet they feel real comfortable.” I try to give him a reassuring smile as he turns off down his street. Her hands where now squeezing my breasts, using her thumb and pointer finger in a milking motion to pinch and manipulate my now aching nipples. Watching Lynn make her mom lactate...caused Kristin to have a hands free orgasm. I was lost for words but felt elated, it was the nicest thing a girl had ever said to teen me. My eyes squeezed shut as the bliss flowed through me. She moved the tip of the phallus over the ridges of her slit, both moistening the tip, homemade and molesting her clit once again. "Not what you wanted?" Bred her. His plans had gone horribly wrong when midnight had hit, and Lisa had ended up drinking way too much champagne. I... His raised my leg to the side and I let him slide his arm under my shoulders. My pleasure..." Phil moved to stand at the end of Kiara’s bed, hovering warily, not chancing to sit down beside her. He briefly lowered his tail as a gesture of apology, and then set it to wagging again, a mischievous grin seeming to cross his jowls. Cathy still had my cut-off t-shirt and I put it on, but since I had cut it shorter for Cathy, it did not even cover my breast anymore. Oh, yes, yes!” “Yes!” Stan almost yelled. She wore pink scrubs again, a hungry smile on her face as she sauntered out of her office. They had recently met at a church retreat where they discovered their mutual love of the outdoors. That’s what I keep telling all you kids, if you keep that shit up, one day someone’s gonna snatch up all your stuff. She was not wearing a bra, her breasts came into view, not large, but perfectly formed, with quite large, very dark areolas, surmounted by perhaps the biggest nipples I have ever seen. On TV, it was another story of an animal transforming. Sister Bridgette Latina barely glanced at the report and told Alexis she could sit down. I wiggled my hips, my pussy juices dribbling down my thighs, and licked again. And amateur again. I bathed the upper half of his cock with my tongue, cleaning up all of Mom's cream. “Sean, I want to speak with one of the dermatologists tomorrow about your scars.