Looking at him smoking and his manly scent, even after he just showered, was overpowering.I finally decided to let him stay over if he wanted to. I to...d him that and he was just about done with his cigarette. He didn’t say anything, he just finished his cigarette and took me by my hands inside. He told me he will if I got drunk with him. I said no and he said fine, we’ll meet some other time. Then he packed his bag and kissed me goodbye.The cigarette smell from his thick lips and his huge. “I said, ‘let’s get cleaned up.’” “There’s a difference?” Tom asked. “Yes, a biiiiggg difference,” Brin said, grasping her dad’s cock again. Tom laughed at her double entendre and played along. “And what would that be?” “Well,” Brin said, stroking Tom’s cock and looking him dead in the eye, “one involves water.” “And the other?” “Just this,” Brin replied, releasing her dad’s cock, placing her mouth on his chest and licking him. Tom was amused by his daughter’s playfulness, but. I was hard as a rock. My daughter was offering herself to me. My daughter wanted me as badly as I wanted her, maybe even more. I scooped new mistress up into my arms and took her up to my bedroom.Instead of raping Debbie like my mind and my cock wanted me to do I told her to undress slowly for me, as I myself undressed. It was sheer agony waiting those few extra minutes before I could get into her. However mistress was what she wanted to be not a fuck buddy, so mistress was what she was going. As before he started fucking her at an incredible rate; so much so that Gypsy had to bury her face into the pillow to drown her squeals, his cock wasn’t thick but she certainly knew it was there. His paws seemed to add to her yearning for sex, with the towel around her it was like a man squeezing her. Bruce was literally pulling himself up into her with the grip of his paws on her waist.This type of fucking really appealed to Gypsy; men would start plunging into a girl; but never keep up the.