She could not believe this was happening to her.My own father whom she had just met after all these years, my father, she about to be fucked by my fat...er. Her dress hit the floor, she started to turn as my father reached out and took her by the hand and walked her to the couch. His gentle way was something she was not accustom too anymore. He sat her on the couch and began to remove his clothes, Maria quickly sat up and undressed him.He smiled, "Just like Michael's mother always did, you are. Be on time tomorrow!” Mr. Black said as he left the room.Dolly sat up and said, “Oh, my goodness, I think I wet myself while he spanked me.”Sophie just grinned, “That’s not pee, Dolly. That’s your pussy juices flowing like crazy!”Dolly was mortified, “But that was barbaric! I didn’t enjoy that!”“Well, looks like your traitorous pussy did!” Sophie teased.Sophie put a finger in her own dripping wet hole. “I’m drenched as well,” she admitted. “Guess we both enjoy a good spanking.”Dolly protested,. Her top was now lower, opening a better view at her huge knockers. I wanted to dive into them right then and there.One night when she came in this new uniform it was very cold and I gave her my coat on the short walk to the hotel. When we sat at the table in the hotel, Melody and Lorena surprised me with hot glintwine. They had about a gallon (4 liters) of this mulled wine, which was plenty for the three of us. An hour later I found myself on the second floor, entering a room with the both of. As I said before, she wasn't pretty and she was chubby. She was also wearing mens' flannellette pyjamas. The type with button-up top like a shirt. The type with a draw string around the waist, and a big fly."I've been sticking in here" she said, as she parted the fly in her pyjamas. I instantly got the musty smell of her humid vagina, and noticed the neatly trimmed black hairs of her smoo, framed in the pyjama opening she was now offering to me. Her hand was now fiddling with the zip of my.