Unknown - Daddy_s Naked Angels

Marlene slowly reached behind her and removed her bikini top. Bernard gasped as he got his first look at those tits.

They were so firm, so high, so filled with her youth.

They looked like twin scoops of coffee ice cream, each breast graced with a pert cherry on top. She could tell that the crotch of her bikini bottoms were getting very wet, and she could feel the thin soft material working its way up uncomfortably between the swollen outer lips of her burning cunt.

She threw the bikini top aside carelessly, not caring where they landed.

As it turned out they fell half on and half off an easy chair in the corner, before falling to the rug in front of that chair.

The little girl looked right into Bernard's eyes, twinkling with mischief as she hooked her fingers under the top of her bikini bottoms, gyrating her hips sensuously as she began to pull them down.

At first Bernard thought that Marlene Parkinson was the sort of girl who shaved her pussy hair.

He could see the top of her mound, and couldn't help but notice that it was as bald as a baby's bottom.

But then he could see that her pubic patch was very tiny, two black curls directly above the top of her slit.

The hair grew in the shape of a black heart, and the tininess of that patch made Marlene look even younger than she really was.

She made a purring sound like a cat when she felt the material pull out from between her swollen lips.

He figured that he had better take off his own clothes.

He quickly pulled off his tee-shirt and threw it onto the couch.

His fingers went to his large brass belt buckle. He was worried that his fingers would shake with his piqued expectation, making him appear clumsy.

But his fingers were sure and nimble as he unbuckled his belt and unsnapped the single snap that held the top of his tight jeans together.

He pulled down his zipper and they were both staring at each other's crotches, getting naked becoming a ceremony.

He pulled his fly all the way to the bottom with his thumb and forefinger before hooking his fingers under the tops of his pants and the elastic to his strained white underwear at the same time.

He pulled down his drawers and his erection came popping out like some kind of horny jack in the box.

Marlene pointed her toes as she removed her bikini bottoms and puckered her lips as she got her first glimpse of his awesome tool of manhood.

She sucked in cool air and made a low whistling noise.

Bernard Shakey had the biggest prick she had ever seen.

The damn rod had to be at least ten inches long, Marlene figured.

And it was so thick she knew that she wouldn't be able to get her fingers all the way around it without the help of her long red fingernails.

She could see that it was thickest at the head, and she thought about how wonderful it was going to feel having that thing shoved in and out of her holes.

She knew that it was thicker than anything that had ever been stuck inside her before and she correctly assumed that it would launch her to new heights of pleasure.

Bernard quickly pulled off his pants and underwear, removing his white socks last so that they were both as naked as the day they were born.

Bernard could feel his cock bobbing up and down with anticipation, snapping upward, coming ever-closer to slapping him in the belly.

His cock was so long that the tip was about to slap him several inches above the belly button.

Marlene could see that the head of his cock was a deep purple color, and was already fully engorged.

The skin that covered the glans was tight and smooth as glass.

The head looked as if it would blow up if another drop of blood tried to pump its way inside.

Bernard watched as the little girl slowly lowered herself to her knees in front of him straightening her back so that her face was crotch high on him.

She could smell the sweaty scent of his manhood wafting up from his awesome cock to her nostrils.

She looked at the shaft of his prick and saw that it was a lighter shade of purple than the head.

The shaft was a little thinner than the glans, but not much, and she could see that it was lined with blue dilated veins, running the entire length, making it look like an even angrier weapon.

Marlene looked at the thick patch of chestnut colored pubic hair that grew all around the base of the shaft.

She lowered her eyes so she could look at his scrotal sack.

This too was the largest she had ever seen. She cupped her hand under his scrotum and stretched her fingers as far apart as she could get them in a vain attempt to hold the whole thing.

No matter how big she made her hand some of that scrotum still spilled over the sides of her palm.

The sack that held his swollen testicles appeared and felt filled to the brim with his fuck juice.

She wondered how long it had been since the man had had sex with his wife.

Marlene got the impression – from the information Michele had given her – that Margaret Shakey didn't put out much.

She taught third grade and had when Michele and Marlene were going to the grammar school.

As a teacher the woman had a reputation for being a real bitch, and it was hard for the girls to imagine her fucking. This was especially true for Michele, who thought her mother was as cold as ice. Marlene could see that Bernard's testicles were huge.

They were resting at the very base of his cock, looking to be the size of golf balls, an Image that carne easy to Marlene because her own father was always putting on their living room rug, and there were usually a few of those white suckers around to trip and fall on in the middle of the night.

She began to squeeze lightly at his balls pushing in with her fingers delicately, realizing how easily she could cause his hypersensitive manhood glands pain if she gripped too hard. The last thing the little girl wanted to do was hurt the man's balls. She could see that there were little short and curly chestnut colored hairs growing directly out of the wrinkled sack.

She lowered her head and rubbed the tip of his pulsating cock with her long. silky black hair.

She pucked her lips and began to kiss lightly at the insides of the man heavily-muscled thighs.

The man could feel a little tickle at the base of his prick.

He could feel his come swirling around his testicles.

The ache in his balls was getting worse by the second.

He feared he would blow his wad before she even got her mouth wrapped around his purple cock head.

She looked like the kind of girl who enjoyed drinking a man's come juice, and it never occurred to him to ask if she wanted him to come in her mouth.

It was the first time in seventeen years that Bernard had had sex with anyone other than his wife.

He remembered the last time he had cheated – the night before his wedding – with a painted prostitute.

He had been very drunk, and even though he had been able to fuck her for a long time, he had been too fucked up to come, and had found the experience ultimately disappointing in every way.

But this was going to be different. He could tell that the little girl was going to suck his balls dry.

He figured that his writhing cock would be having the dry heaves by the time Marlene finished with him.

He wasn't sure he liked the idea of a girl like this hanging around with his daughter, but he figured that that was a worry best thought about at a different time and place.

Marlene threw her head back so that her long ebony tresses would move out of her face falling between her rather sharp shoulder blades.

She could feel her cunt juices rolling down the insides of her thighs and her clit felt as if it would pop right out of her pussy.

The center of her womanly pleasure was quivering with sharp throbs, and it was demanding to be stroked.