Rachel’s lower jaw dropped, and her tongue peeked out from her lush lips. Her eyes were wild and her mouth salivating as though she’d die if he d...dn’t give her his cock soon. Marcus moaned. “Fuck, baby.” He slapped his cock over her tongue. “Am I a good slut, Daddy?” She blinked up at him.Marcus stared at her bright, lust-filled eyes. She loved it. Loved being a whore for him. And Marcus would make sure she got what she needed, within reason.Beads of precum wept from his cockhead. “Lick. He was fast, but not as fast as I was, and it wasn't dark this time. There was no place for him to hide in the shadows. I caught up with him about fifty feet down the path. He was breathing hard when I pulled him to a stop and scooped him off his feet."What's your name?"He wouldn't tell me."How old are you?" Ten," he said, struggling to get free. I was no judge of boys' ages, but I knew he didn't weigh enough to be ten years old."You're lying. What were you doing in the cemetery the other. Another yellow t-shirt. No eye contact was made but trust me, I was smiling on the inside. We made another round of drinks for the girls and got a few beers for the guys and made our way to the couch.Their couch is a big 'L' shaped couch, so I take a seat right at the corner/wedge of the couch and my wife lays between my legs with her head and pillow on my lap. She has a blanket over her as well. My brother-in-law is sitting on the other end of the couch with my sister-in-law laying her head. This position really got Katie going, too, probably because of the angle I was entering her and the pressure on her clit from having most of her weight pushing our pubic bones together. Every thrust seemed to cause another orgasm in her, and I had to keep thrusting to keep her up against the wall and not drop her. The effort of holding her up while fucking also made it more difficult for me to come. The fact that I lasted longer just resulted in more orgasms for Katie.I think she started to.