“I am so embarrassed!”“Why?” I inquired.“That was a dare bikini,” Charlotte replied. “My best friend dared me to wear it. That’s not n...rmally like me.”“Well,” I replied, “I liked it. You’ve got the body and you know how to turn heads.”Charlotte blushed and lowered her head.“I am too flat chested,” Charlotte replied.“I thought it looked sexy,” I argued back, quickly adding, “There’s nothing wrong with being flat chested- and besides, you’re not flat chested- you’re thin, like a model and you. They were happy though just being together. It did not matter whether there were other people with them although their private time was particularly special. They went back to Cambridge more deeply in love than ever.Their second year went smoothly although Moira was not happy about her parents' health, particularly her mother's. David did not go with her to Perth at all during the vacations. Moira was firm that it was a misery for both of them that did not need to be endured. Instead she. And her moist pussy tingles with anticipation. She walks through the door, not noticing who’s around, his still looking down, her heart beats hard and fast. She lifts her head, walks towards him with a confident stride. He looks up smiles the broadest smile, then stands, his hands cup her face and his lips softly touch her, she melts with his touch , her body falling into his strong frame, his kiss takes her breath away. After what seemed an age, his hands slide down her back to her waist and. I nudged her chin up with my finger and kissed her lightly on the lips. Then I lightly ran my finger over one of her large nipples. She inhaled sharply. I took her face in my hand and kissed her with more purpose and she responded in the same. “Are you my precious little girl?” I asked her softly. “Yes, Daddy,” she replied meekly. “Are you ready to be my good girl and do as I say?” “Yes, Sir,” she said, looking up into my eyes. Okay, then, stand up in front of me with your hands behind your.