Since he passed away, I have spent more time with Karen and Erin, sharing holidays occasionally, having dinner together now and again, and seeing a mo...ie once in a while. Erin was always an attractive child, but in her teens had blossomed into a remarkable young woman. She had gotten her dad’s height, and Karen’s beautifully proportioned figure. Her thick, auburn hair framed a lovely face and set off her green, knowing eyes. She is as intelligent as she is attractive. As I drove, Erin broke. "Can I help?" I heard from behind me and I spun around, unaware there was someone else in the bathroom besides me."Hey Johnny," I said, smiling at him. The kid was nothing if not persistent. "Would you like to help me get dried off?" I asked. What the heck, might as well give the kid a thrill, right? For a second I wondered if maybe he'd paid off the trumpet player, but dismissed it as a silly idea... Johnny just didn't seem like the sneaky kind of guy."Sure," he said quickly, grabbing the. Sandusky, what does it do to men?” she asked, and smiled even bigger.“Mostly the same results, only in a masculine manner.”“So, you are big?”“Yes.”“If I can get my boss to go swimming in the lake, will it make him muscular like you?”“Indeed, even make him want the things I want right now.”“What things would that be, Mr. Sandusky?”“You.”“Go make camp, I’ll be there soon. Will your daughters and friends welcome me or want you for themselves?”“They will want you for themselves, yet they will share. You’re working me into a frenzy. You clearly know what you’re doing, giving me your tongue slowly then quickly, dancing across then circling, barely touching then firmly. You give a slow, broad lick up my slit and across my clit and then leave me with no contact at all but your hands pinning my legs in position. I open my eyes and look down at you, finding you waiting for my gaze. We lock eyes and you still don’t move. “Please,” I moan in barely more than a whisper.“Please what?” you respond.
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