He got up to follow. Melanie, Daphne, and Jack went up soon after. Betty had her shirt unbuttoned exposing her nice cleavage. She was forcefully rippi...g of Dirk’s clothes. Once naked, he began stroking his cock. Melanie and Daphne stripped and then took off Jack’s clothes together. Jack grabbed his favorite daughter, Daphne, by the arm and threw her on the king sized bed. He lifted her legs up and plunged his hard 10-inch cock into her twat. She yelped in pain and pleasure. Betty bent over at. I was fucking wet now. She slid her hands gently into my panties, her warm finger in my cold pussy juice. Her palms, roamed inside my panties for a bit before her finger located my clitoris.“Oh my god Lisa, I’m dripping wet.” Lisa didn’t utter a word, she just chuckled and continued. She enjoyed making me feel that way. I was liking it too. I twitched my toes from the pleasure. It felt like this girl was going to make me reach an orgasm by doing just this, but I wasn’t going to let that happen. She stepped back and leaned against a table appraising me, shuffling her feet slightly apart. In return I looked at her more clearly in silence. She wore a blue trimmed short sleeved white tunic, some kind of uniform perhaps, which was tailored to her figure ending three or so inches below her crotch. The white stood out against the soft tone of her skin.Gently she stroked her own thigh, seemingly in deep thought, then silently she held a hand out to me. Her eyes wide in invitation. I didn't. Work was progressing nicely on my next boat. My daughter and her husband came up for a weekend and both agreed that they loved the cottage and village, but only as a weekend retreat, they couldn’t imagine wanted to live in, what was to them, such an isolated community. Maybe at their age I would have agreed but now it was my idyll. They met all my new friends and loved the idea of the Manor Bar. I kept my relationship with Ginny and Jane quiet, though I was tempted when my daughter suggested.