"That reminds me. Call me if you need a ride to class. I see your dad dropping you off alot." In one swift movement, my father had plunged his cock al... the way into his daughter's pussy and started fucking hard, fast and quietly. With my legs up in the air, I struggled to keep my voice even. "Oh! Okay, Naomi, I'll talk to you tomorrow, alright?" "Yea, okay. Let me know if you get some." "I will," I said, hanging up. I laid back and enjoyed my daddy's cock inside me. He liked fucking me before. Maxie just said later.By the time we finished shopping, Maxie had bought me 5 layeringcamisoles, the Hanky Panky set and, to her continuing surprise, La PerlaCharming Flowers Nightie & Thong set. It had a flower overlay on thebust of the sheer nightie with a softly gathered Empire waist and acoordinating thong.When we finished, I wasn't sure who was the more turned on. Maxie tookme by my hand and led me to the same women's bathroom we went into onTuesday. This time though, she led me to the. My mother's pace began to increase. Her strokes were still short, but now faster, more insistent. Irfan was reaching up, squeezing my mother's firm tits in his hands, his fingers pinching her erect nipples as he thrust his cock deep up into her wet pussy while she ground down upon him.Mom's juices were flowing from her cunt in a torrent. She was leaning forward, pressing her tits into his hands, moaning continuously as she rode his raging cock. Mom was panting as her strokes became longer and. She was none too sober, even by the early afternoon, but she seemed to be quite in the mood to [celebrate], and often had her teenaged son and daughter with her. A little snooping (ok, stalking) revealed that she was a very merry brand-new divorcee who was here for a "Quilting Cruise", and most very definitely not here to dally with men, and very certainly not looking to start even a quickie short term romance.I thought it was a rather clever marketing tool of the cruise line to have quilting.