Occasionally, she would giggle as her suitor's hand went too far up her taught thighs and his fingers bumped her moist pussy. Once in a while his hand...would stay all of the way up her dress and she would squirm as he laughed. As she was about to say something, he held her head as he kissed her hard on her mouth and she writhed on his lap, trying to escape his grasp. When he finally let her go she jumped up only to be pulled onto another's lap for some more stimulation. She was smiling in. Her hands roamed over his chest, her nail scraping over his nipples. “You say yourself that Mummy doesn’t let you fuck her…you’re a sexy man Daddy, she can’t complain if you find pussy elsewhere.”As she spoke she tweaked his nipple with one hand, the other sliding down over his tummy, through his pubic hair to his cock. Jenny smiled to herself when she felt that he was semi hard, she gripped him, feeling him pulsate in response.“Stop it Jenny,” he said weakly, “how do you think she knows about. More

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