Shaving His Daughter
Mason kept dragging the razor gently over the pouting mound between his fourteen-year-old daughter’s open thighs. Josie’s skin was already smooth as a plum, and he was only gazing at her pussy with awed fascination now. Her complexion made him think of butter melting. It was deep and creamy and already tanned after only the first couple of afternoons at the hotel pool. Being the first time for both of them at a nudist resort, the ripe, youthful girl’s supple skin was tanning over her usual...