I walked slowly down the hall. I passed my daughter’s bedroom, the door was open, and it was a mess as usual. I passed my bedroom door. It was close... as usual. I kept my room perfectly clean but I also kept it locked to keep my daughter’s grubby little paws off my dress shirts. She had a habit of helping herself to them, especially since she recently became a teenager. However, I must admit that she looks damn good in my dress shirts without a bra and with just her panties on. She is the. All the way back Mrs O kept telling me how turned on she was and how she needed fucking.The car park now had a few more people there than when we 'd first arrived and it seemed that every one of them turned and looked as we emerged from the woods and made our way to the car. I opened the back door and got inside and started to take off my clothes urging Mrs O to do the same but instead of getting in she turned and faced the small crowd on the other side of the car park and very slowly lifted. Then I thought, what gives me (a cuckold) the right to question what turns someone else on. Before returning to Cindi's pussy, I checked our audience. They'd moved closer. I didn't want them to get too close, but Cindi was pleading and moaning. I forgot about our audience, lowered my head, and buried my face between Cindi's soft, wet thighs. She grabbed my head and thrust herself against my mouth. I couldn't and didn't want to move, but I was having trouble breathing. I was about to pull back. Jak then poured some of the oil on his hands and stated to message his smooth, white legs. They were long and muscular, but not fatty. After Jak was finished, I tapped Alec’s shoulder. “ I’m gonna pull them down now.” “O.k.” he said. I put my thumbs into the waist band of his crews. I pulled the back of them down so that you could get to his whole butt. His butt had a little bit of hair on it that had just started to grow. I did the same thing with the water and the cream that I did with.