Boyfriend daddy 1

Vicky was wearing Brandon's white button down shirt, a little drunk from being out earlier that night. The top few buttons are undone so that you can see the round fullness of her breast and the depth of her cleavage every time she lean down. The bottom of the shirt hangs to the middle of her thighs, just barely covering her ass as long as she don't bend over. And she have her pantie on too, always the same black cotton string bikini ones she wore in high school. She was bare feet, her long brown hair in a tousled ponytail, a little damp at the nape of her neck from sweat. Of course, she have just been fucked. Brandon, her boyfriend was still in bed, watching the movie they had popped into the VCR. she always do this, come down for a cigarette after they fuck, and if there's a bottle of wine open in the kitchen, she would pour herself a glass. Brandon has the coolest parents. They never seem to care about that kind of stuff. As she stepped down the last few stairs that lead into the li