1. Lizvette weekend part 2


    Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Taboo, Author: Stiffenpurple, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    edge. "Bend, sweetie. All the way." She looked at me, then at the razor, and asked why, but didn't wait for an answer before doing as I told her. "It hurts bad right now, Daddy! Not hard okay"? With her little bubble butt staring me in the face, I gave it a few and then, rubbing a dab of soap lather on her asshole, I gave it a few gentle swipes with my razor. "Ow! Daddy!" She was surprised but amused. I dried the spot then dabbed some alcohol-free skin balm on it. "Smooth as a baby!" I told her. We laughed and I pulled her close, kissing her tummy and tickling .,,,her ribs. She laughed harder. It was like music. I grabbed a bottle of body lotion, a peach and watermelon scent that I liked, and walked her to my bed. "A massage!?" She knew where I was going next and was more excited than I had seen her yet. "Oh let's bring the candles in here and put on some soft music!" She returned to the bath for the candles while I put on a CD of classical guitar music. She arranged the candles to her liking and asked, "Where do you want me, Daddy?" I laid her on her back in the center of my queen bed. I took off my Pajama bottoms and straddled her, careful not to sit on her long legs. Such long legs! I squeezed some lotion into my palm and rubbed my hands together, watching her face all the while. When she saw I was ready to put my hands on her, she smiled, sighed, and closed her eyes. I can't recall ever knowing such joy. I was entirely alone in my house, in my bed, with the most ...
    beautiful young woman I had ever known. She was so young, yes, but so eager to please me, so starved to be pleased herself. And she was mine. My own. I thought of this as I put my hands on her shoulders. As I caressed her neck between my hands, feeling how fragile she truly was, I thought of the responsibility I had toward her, to protect her, to be careful toward her. I ran my hands down the length of her arms and thought of the woman she was becoming, and imagined the woman she would be, and wondered what role I would have in her life then. What memories will she have of me? I moved my hands to her breasts, and thought of the risks I was taking. I never doubted that she understood that too, and I never worried that she would betray me. I held her breasts firmly in my hands squeezed while watching her young flesh pour through my fingers. Her nipples, always stiff for me, always swelling, swelling, were turning a rich deep red. I moved downward, to begin on her legs. By then she lay with her face to one side, her arms folded beneath her tits, hugging herself, the music was reaching a climactic point and I wondered if she was about to cum. With a fresh dollop of lotion on my hands I squeezed her thighs, curvaceous and as supple as her breasts. I ran my hands downward and cupped her calves, lingering there before continuing to her feet. Her pretty, high-arched, sculpted feet. Oh my. I felt precum begin to drip from my dick as I studied her toe nails, slightly jagged and painted the ...
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