Janet jumped up, and hugged her friend. She was glad when Stephanie hugged back, and they sat down together."But how? You're not a Greenwich resident?... asked Janet."Oh, let's just saw that one of the local female politicians happens to be my slave, so I have some pull. Anyway, I'm glad to see that you're here. That house has become a prison for you," stated Stephanie."You're right. I really should get out more," said Janet."But I've got something of interest to put you back in the Dungeon. Tell. Would you like to see the changes I made to the presentation?” Grace asked.“I’d rather see what’s under that skirt, Mrs. Stewart,” Mac said, half-teasing.Grace tilted her head. “You’re a wicked man, Mr. Stewart.”“Maybe. But I’m sort of on my honeymoon. So, you’ll forgive my horniness and let me take what’s mine.”Grace realized that Mac was quite serious. But who was she to argue? She was wet and ready.“I’m not sure what’s gotten into you, but I’m not complaining.”“Good,” Mac said, grinning.. I liked to heat with wood and the girls helped load the firewood while I would cut the log into fireplace lenghts. We were on their farm where there was a bunch of dead trees in the wood lot. We had almost finished the truck load when I needed to go for a leak and relieve my bladder. I walked over to get behind some bushes to get out of sight of my nieces when I notice Irene coming my way. I jokingly told her that she better not follow me because I was going to go to the bathroom behind the. Humming a love song as they kissed, Janie stroked her dad's cock.Rich kneaded her firm ass as she stroked his dick. He felt the wetness of the morning fucks that his daughter had enjoyed. Thinking she was merely turned on for him, he pushed her onto the front of the golf cart. Jerking her shorts down her legs, he pushed his tongue deep into his daughters hot pussy. ”Dad, ” Janie cautioned.Rich ignored his daughter as his tongue dredged her cummy pussy. Oblivious to the fact that he was lapping.