Face Sitting Ass Worship

She had asked her parents to go home early, but drinks in hand they waved her off. "We'll be here for awhile sweetheart. Better make friends." There were only three other kids here and they were all too young, easily distracted by games of tag and running in the field. The reunion was taking place at some distant relatives farm so cellphone reception was a no-go. Giving up she sat at a vacant table unwilling to be talked down booty to by anymore adults but also unwilling to play games with the kids. A stout muscular man made eye contact with her from across the crowd. He smiled at her and winked, model before walking over with two cups. "Hey there, you looked like you needed a drink." His voice was friendly enough "Oh," Amber said surprised, "I'm not old enough to drink that..." The man pulled back in dramatic surprise but still sat down with drink in hand. "No? My young lady, you could have had me fooled." Amber blushed but was pleased at the compliment. She knew she didn't look very old, her body still forming but figured she must carry herself in a mature way. "Well," he said, winking at her. "You seem up to it, so the offer still stands. I won't tell." Lips curling into a small smile she accepted the cup and took a sip. the drink was bitter and made her mouth feel dry. She tried not to cough. He began asking her questions about her life, and told stories about the time he had spent in India. Amber loved how he spoke to her, like an equal. She found she was enjoying herself despite her first reaction to being here. "How are we related?" She finally asked, curious as she had never met him before. He laughed, "I'm the father of your second cousin. So hardly at all." He chuckled before winking again. As it grew dark people started to wade inside the house and the barn, which was lit with lanterns and twinkle lights. As Amber looked around she realized almost everybody was gone, and dusk hot had given the evening a purple haze. "I guess we should head inside..." Amber said, beginning to rise. "I was going to take a walk around the property, see the stars...if you'd like to join me?" Amber hesitated. She hadn't seen her parents for a little over petite an hour and wanted to check in, but didn't want to sound kiddish. "Sure" She butt said, As they walked around the gravel path he began to name constellations. Pointing and telling the stories that went with their name. He slung an arm around her as he pointed up, and Amber felt a moment of unease. They parted as easily as the stage curtains at the Alhambra and booty I was in. Fully sheathed in her heaven at a moments notice. Samantha searched for her favorite item, found it, and held up her baby blue chemise to show it hot to her father. She lowered her pussy down to Amy. Bella, Bella Bella, it always had to be about Bella. My clit throbbed every time his crotch slammed into me. Becky's green eyes drove me as wild as my brother's cock. He stepped up, lifting Candy. Ashley, her face covered in both Jean’s and Frank’s model cum, grabbed onto Jean’s legs and held on while Frank pounded her as hard as he could; her face screwed up with the effort of processing her pleasure. She no longer felt in control. These are true stories. I have straight, black hair which I usually wear long. The time finally came and Ryan took me to one of the changing petite rooms. With one of my hands trapped by Mary’s arse, I reached out with the other, butt right across until I could push a finger against Mandi’s arse hole which I had been watching as it twitched in front of me as it reacted to Mary’s administrations below. I should know those k**s and their parents personally. I closed my thighs but my legs were still touching each of their legs in the center of the tub. His cock, though, wasn’t what I was interested in except for the satisfaction that the dog was a male. Despite that, Guy found his gaze wandering. This is part 2 of my Journal. Less talking, more fucking."