She left the door open, again. She did it on purpose. She was always flirting with me, bursting with youthful passion. I had heard her whispering with...her mother, talking about her burning desires for an older man.Me.My daughter had the hots for me.I stroked my dick as I entered the room. It was strange. I paused at the doorway. It was the first time Betty hadn't accompanied me in. It was all her idea. She should be here, but she had to settle for masturbating at her sister's house while. Her mind immediately went to the group of young black men and Jerome on the bus. She pictured Jerome beneath her thrusting his big cock deep in her pussy while sucking her breasts and Fahima came. It was a small orgasm compared to her last, but bigger than any she'd had with her husband and it was solely from having her ass fucked.Donte growled and thrust forwards. Fahima's bowels immediately felt soaked. Donte yanked his cock back and out just in time to shoot several long strands of sperm. Beads of sweat formedon her face and neck then rolled down the front of her chest and downbetween her breasts. As her arms went back to he sides on the secondpart of the movement. I stuck my tongue out and licked from themiddle of her breasts up her neck. Her head tilted back in pleasureas my tongue inched up her neck to her chin. Then in a sassy tone shesaid, “OK that’s enough of that we are here to work out right?” Isaid, “Ya, right”. I took my turn and we took a. With the plan in place Mat and I entered our house, he gave my wife a hug like always, but I noticed the bulge in his crotch and knew what he was thinking. This excited me even more.I couldn’t wait for that night to get there. Unfortunately for Mat and I, my wife was not feeling well and was not in a mood to make love. Disappointed I went downstairs and told Mat it wouldn’t be tonight but we would try tomorrow. Knowing I only had two more days to make this fantasy a reality I was very stressed,.