Almost subconsciously I found myself fondling the prone girl’s arsecheeks idly through the light panties. Black porn What did I tell you to call me.”
“No more DADDY, pleeeeeeease.”
I grinned. My eyes stayed glued to that glorious young crotch, amid lewd thoughts of the treasure beneath. I’d been treading on eggshells for the past year for the sake of her mother and a relationship I’d hoped might see us through to old age. Little powder-puff clenched fists glanced off my chest as she worked herself into a hissy fit. Natalya gagged, a thick line of saliva drooling down the corners of her mouth. It was her own fault: she really should have gotten dressed when given the chance. Cheers rang out as every spectator from eight to eighty basked in their glory. And anyhow, it was the halftime entertainment I was here for, the chance to see my sister and her cheerleader chums strutting their stuff. “Five.”
“Tell daddy what you are, Shannon.”
Her lower cheeks had started to blush nicely to match the upper ones that were flushed with embarrassment.
