Ronnie and Chelsea dropped their towels and walked towards him. "Daddy, I want to watch you fuck Chelsea." Chelsea climbed on the bed and lay on her b...ck, her legs wide open waiting to be fucked. Ronnie kissed Chelsea then straddled her face, reverse-cowgirl style. As Chelsea went to work on her cunt, Ronnie grabbed Chelsea's legs and spread them wide. "Fuck her daddy. Then I want you to cum inside her so I can clean you both up." I could not believe this was actually happening. I gripped my. She started to pout and I think cry when he was shoving it in and out of her mouth. Even slapping her in the face with it. She cried and he hushed her. What was wrong with him? What was wrong with me? I knew I was so close to coming I took my shirt off to have somewhere to do it. When he came in her mouth you could tell she felt like she was going to be sick. But he kissed her on the lips anyway. “I better never catch you sending those naughty pictures to boys again, or you’ll get worse”. He. I bring her stockings. I carefully roll each stocking up her long legs. I kneel at her feet, placing the rolled stocking at her toes, and slowly, slowly roll the silky nylon over each foot, calf, and up her thigh, where I secure them with a garter.Finally, she is ready for her date. A handsome young man picks her up, and off they go. I sit and wait nervously. Hours pass. I imagine them dancing, laughing, and I grow sick with anxiety. But, at the end of the evening, he brings her back home. She. I had never even thought about eating pussy, and now I was intent on making this woman happy, and making her cum with my mouth. I reached up and grabbed her nipples with my hands as I attacked her pussy with my mouth. I squeezed them tit, she winced in pain and then said harder. She looked down and said you are amazing Meg. That really built up my confidence as I started long licks from her ass to clit trying to learn from her guidance, but I guess I was a fast learner. Where she worked on me.