Close up of Sitting on Face
"Will that chair hold the three of us?" Phil asked. It was a
very large reclining lawn chair. It looked sturdy enough.
"Oh yes, my husband only get's the very best,"
Beth said in a bored voice.
"I can see that," Phil said, looking at Beth. Her
eyes lit in appreciation. Stephanie made a gagging motion with
her finger. The little bitch had spunk.
This time Stephanie sat on the chair and slid up
to the head of it while Beth laid face down between her thighs.
Just seeing Beth with her face in her daughter's crotch was worth
taking a chance on death. It was one of Phil's most cherished
fantasies, the one he always used when he masturbated.
"Here we go again," Phil said joyfully. He
positioned the towel to protect his knees and knelt behind Beth.
He ran his hands over her shapely ass, which was only about two
feet from the end of the chair. He leaned down and kissed her
leg. It smelled like coconut. He kept watch on Beth's
movements, while kissing his way up the back of both of her
widespread legs. He certainly didn't want to miss anything.
Stephanie calmly reached down and pulled the bows
on each side of her bikini. She yanked them down, opening the
front of her bikini and revealing a splendid little tight-lipped
pussy with dark brown hair. Phil gasped in appreciation.