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Cheers rose up as Ineared, and the dancing took on a frenetic pace when I had passed by.I returned to the area near the microphone stand as the third versestarted, and gazed out at the crowd. Everyone was swaying to the beatnow. I could see people all the way in the back, sitting on theirblankets on the grass behind the seats moving from side to side. Upcloser, I saw a young girl of maybe three or four bouncing around onher father's lap while her older sister did the same thing in front ofher own seat.We continued the frenetic pace until the end of the song, and when Isang the final "I just wanna have fun!" followed by the final loud drumand bass note, the rush I had been feeling all evening hit its peak.The large crowd erupted again with the loudest cheers I had heard yet.I basked in the wonderful feel for a moment before I placed themicrophone back into the stand and stepped over to the stool. This timeafter taking a sip, I picked up the stool along with the water andmoved it over. ”As she said it, she opened the dressing gown she was wearing. She was naked underneath. She lay back and spread her legs and with two fingers opened her pussy so they could see it fully. It was a deep pink that glistened in the light from the wetness and to their amazement, was completely bald. Carried looked down at her husband’s lap.“I think the answer to that is yes, mother,” she said.“Of course he does,” Della said and her voice had the deeper tone of the sexually aroused woman. “Men come out of a cunt and spend most of their lives trying to get back into one. And by the way you’re stroking yourself my darling daughter, you wouldn’t be averse to a little girl on girl play.”Carrie’s jaw dropped and she realised she’d been gently rubbing herself.Della stood, let the dressing gown fall from her and moved over to the long sofa and took a seat on the other side of Bob. She put her hand on his bulging trousers and then slid it inside. In their haste they hadn’t been able to.
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After all I drove all the way to their favorite making out spot, without killing the car at every corner. I was getting good at using the clutch as well as making out with daddy. The next few days drug by slower than molasses on a stack of pancakes. When Saturday came, I could not help but bust into my parents bedroom and 7am and blurt out. “Can I go practice my driving now daddy?”My mom gave me a look that told me I did not like what I did. “Good grief girl how many times do I have to tell you to knock before busting into our bedroom? Maybe I should not let you drive today.”My dad hugged mom and replied, “Oh don’t do that honey, she needs to do this for class. I would not want us to be responsible for her failing it.”My mom looked at me, and shouted, “Okay, but damn it girl next time knock!”My dad then told me to go get dressed and eat first, adding that maybe mom would give us a list of things to get at the store. About an hour later the two of us were driving down the gravel.

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