Her shirt floated to the ground as she made to wiggle out of her jeans, barely stopping to peal the fabric from her skin. Dan was surprised to see his...daughter not wearing a bra, but enjoyed the view immensely. The jiggle of her shapely ass was just detectable as she jumped up and down, and her father laughed, his cock throbbing as he imagined her ass jiggled from his pounding. She ripped off her old, drenched panties and straddled her father. Heat radiated from her legs as she grinded into. It looked a typical Sunday afternoon scene.Both Matt and Emma Jenkins were 42, their two offspring were grown and living their own lives, David had just moved in with his girlfriend in the next town, and their daughter, Emily was at university in Manchester.Behind the wooden front door, and net curtained windows, Matt and Emma had rediscovered their sexual freedom, and were as liberated, if not more, than when they had met as teenagers.When the Alfa was gleaming, and Matt could see his face in. He buried his dick in my boobs and was pumping away. I did as much as I could, but I was pretty spent for the moment. It did not take long however for both men to shoot their loads. Jason shot his deep into the walls of my vagina and Les thoroughly enjoyed unleashing his load all over my tits. Temporarily satisfied, all of us reclined into a hot tub chair to relax and regain strength for round two. By this time we were all ready for another drink, so I got out again to make another round of. ? His warning was followed by a circle of men around me. I slowly stood straight, realizing that if I fought back, I’d loose. ?You thought you could hide forever? Did you really think I’d never find you?? He stood and turned, and I saw the mark I had left on his face, a scar from above his eyebrow down to his cheek and an eye patch covering the eye that was now useless. ?I must admit, you were quite good at getting away. We almost had you in Paris, and we just missed you when you left Madrid,.