We talked after he was done [and after I made an extended visit to the bathroom]. I slipped back into the camisole top I’d been wearing, prior to be...ng bred, but was sitting on a folded-up towel. Even with the trip to the toilet, I was still leaking like hell. He told me that he’d always had a passing interest in my ass [or mouth] but now he was very interested in not only watching me being bred but either doing me before or after. I’ve never turned down a willing cock so I was in agreement. Erin wanted to wash my face and I shook my head at her too, still eating my ice cream cone and ignoring the cold vanilla staining my tits. Some tourists were taking pictures of me, but that wasn't unusual and I ignored them as well."You guys want some ice cream?" I asked my two bodyguards as they emerged from the small throng."Ja," Eva said with a smile and Wolfgang shook his head."Yeah you do!" I grinned at the man and turned to Mahta, or Maitah maybe, I wasn't sure, asking the old woman for. The emails they were receiving were mostly of the form: ‘torch the bitch.’ They were going to love the idea that he was trading her in for a cat!“That’s good. I don’t want the kids involved at all,” Guy said. “I didn’t plan on them being there.”“I know you didn’t,” Marylou said.The plan had been to spring it on her the next day while the kids were at school. He still tried to time it for when they were at school, but his wife had stayed out later than planned. It was bad luck that they all. I gaped at the sight of a pair of bare tits in a quarter cup bra and a pussy pouting through a pair of crotch-less panties. My cock went rigid as I let my eyes roam over the woman's luscious body for a few moments then I raised my eyes above the level of her tits."Marina!" I yelped."Happy birthday dad!" my daughter laughed back.With an effort I dragged my eyes back to her face, I was shocked at the desire I was feeling for my daughter as she stood there posing provocatively, laughing at my.