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Tara could only say "wow." She felt bliss in her rising. She caressed along Sandy's whole arm. It felt amazing. Sandy eagerly reached her hand to touch Tara's arm as well. Their sense of feeling was so changed. It felt like out of this world.Tara turned to point at daddy's dick and whispered, "You know what I'm thinking?" Her words were so bold. She didn't feel out of control. She felt like she was more in control. It was like her secret thoughts were save to put out in front of her best friend.Sandy only nodded, "I know."Sandy got up swiftly. Her limbs moved so freely and easily. Within an instant, she hopped onto father's belly with her legs spread to straddle him. Father jumped up from a slumber."What's going on?" Oh, daddy do you remember, when I was little and we played ride the horse?" Well, yeah, I remember 'jump, jump little rider.'" Sing it again for me. "Father hesitantly started singing the song about the little rider and all his adventures. Sandy slid her pussy onto his. She fiddled gingerly with her lip piercing and adjusted her sweater. She was nervous and she knew it. It had been so long since she had seen him but they had been texting constantly for the last few months and it was comfortable. She glanced around the museum again and then returned to gazing blindly, dead ahead. Suddenly a pair of arms snaked around her waist and a familiar voice murmured, “You won’t find me looking down there.” She leaned back against his warm, solid chest, breathing in the scent of him before turning and laying a single gentle kiss on his cheek. He grinned at her, that irrepressible grin she remembered so well. “Hello” she murmured, inwardly cursing her pale skin as she felt the blush creep up over her cheeks. They wandered around the museum for a while, chatting companionably and laughing at everything. She walked up to a display and was starting to read when she felt his hands on her waist. He turned her towards him and her eyes dropped shyly to the floor, he.
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