"Fuck my ass please," she said, once I was hard and she had shed the scanty clothing she wore except the shoes, which I stopped her taking off in a su...den attack of shoe fetishism (she looked hot in them). She got on the bed on her hands and knees, waving her big, round, fat buttocks at me. I slipped my hand between her thighs and up to her shaved pussy, feeling the spike of stubble as I pushed past and into a slimy wet, hot snatch. She moaned exaggeratedly at my touch, but I was not trying to. While still sucking my father’s cock, Ciara reached her hand up her grandfather’s hairy chubby brown torso, as she rubbed his hairy body she was showing lust for her grandfather. Then it’s what I saw on my daughter that took me to the edge of lust. When my daughter lifted her arm, I was able to see the thick, coarse black armpit hair, sweat was forming in her pits. As she continued sucking my dad’s cock, I crawled to my daughter’s side, kneeling. I got up under her arm, she lifted it her arm a. That's how well they got along.I remember Stacy telling me about her getting ready and my daughter was helping her. She needed to wear something new, which was no problem. She had her new undies and of course her new wedding dress.She said she needed something old which wasn't a problem either. She said most everything she wore was old and she picked some hair clips that her mom had given her years before.When it came to something borrowed she had a problem. She wasn't sure who she could borrow. “You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had, and I’m not going to let you get away. I think I said before that I don’t have to be married to be happy. Believe me, you’ve made me happier as a single woman than when I was a married one. I’m not asking for us to live together, you have Karen and Wendy.”“We would expect you to send at least a few nights a week in our bed,” he hinted.“I think that can be arranged. If you can care for me and love me even close to the way you love Karen and Wendy, then I’ll.