So I took a closer look and noticed the work history and other parts were blank. I looked him in the eyes and asked why he had not worked for a couple...of years. After more questions he informed me he had spent some time in jail. I did not have a problem with that until he informed me it was for ****. This was a problem due to us having women working there. I told him he seemed like a nice guy and I would give him a chance to work around the warehouse. I informed him of all the rules, one of the. First off were showers for both, so we smelled - and tasted - squeaky clean. I struggled with the kissing part – too intimate, too gay I thought. I tried it but I was more interested in the raw sex instead of the kissing. His equipment was of average size, but it showed well because his boner pointed upwards, so you just know he’s really really hard and ready for action. His ball sack became shrunken up as he got harder.He wasted no time in going down on me. What a feeling, like the best blow. Sitting across from her at the dinner table he was feeling both guilty and proud of himself. For the first time he hoped his wife didn’t want to fuck because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to get it up and did not want to dilute the memory of the stay.She didn’t, but the next day was Saturday. He slept so hard, not the pecker kind, filled with wonderful dreams, that he didn’t wake up until much later than usual. Milly brought him breakfast in bed and wondered if he was okay. All he could tell her. I continued to push into my daughter and very slowly my shaft entered my daughter. As her pussy lips were wet and elastic, my big cock managed to enter. May the little cut recognized that it was her father’s tool, that is fucking the daughter.And at last, I could make an almost full entry into her pussy. She was happy to feel dad inside her, I knew from her face.I started my action, increasing the frequency of pumping into her pussy and she was shivering with excitement, seeing her dad on top.