Yea I think I remember you.” This was a gross understatement. I not only remembered Stacy, I had been thinking about her on and off since we last me.... I was struck so much by how beautiful she was that I would even think of her when fucking my wife sometimes. Stacy was about 5’2”, with red hair cut short into almost a pixie cut. Her skin was very fair, and brushed over by freckles on her cheeks. Her eyes were green, which sat against her fair skin and red hair so majestically. Her lips a light. “You ok hun?” I ask“Yea, I didn’t realize you … I mean… I wouldn’t have walked in if I knew…. “I stop you with a coy look. Its ok, he loves it when we get caught.” And I give you a little wink.You don’t know what to think now… Were you invited over just as a way to spice up their night with that little peep show? How could that sweet little church girl I grew up with put me in that position? But, what’s done is done and you can’t think of how to leave now without it being awkward so you settle. I groan as Jake advances. He positions himself, the tip of his erection just barely entering my extremely wet pussy. “You want it baby?” he teases, rubbing himself against me gently. I groan and try to push him inside, but to no avail, he backs off each time I try to push him in. “You gotta beg for it baby. Tell me what you want.” “No,” I moan, “I can’t beg, it’s so wrong, I can’t.” He continued to tease me sliding in slowly. As he did so Steve advanced and pressed his cock against my lips.. 'Lift you T-shirt, babe, let daddy look at you'. I of course instinctively knew what he meant and wanted, so I stopped and pulled my T-shirt all the way up exposing my breasts and shaved pussy to him, as he renewed his vigorous shagging of my friend Liz.Pinning the hem of my T-shirt under my chin, I started to give daddy a show of his beloved daughter masturbating to him shagging my friend, and as he humped his eyes closed, and that was my marker to walk over and massage his balls, something I.