He then pulled my shirt off and wrapped his strong arms around me. “I want you Patrick, right here, right now”“how? how do you want me, tell m... what you want to do to me” I was so fucking hard at this point. I would have done anything to please him that night. He was making me feel so good.“I want you to ride me” He sat back up on the couch and I turned to face him. “ I want to sit here and I want ya to ride my cock” He pulled his tight shirt off and I got to see he had a tattoo on each. "I mean, how do you feel about your daughters liking other girls?" Oh, we don't mind, in fact we are quite pleased. We are both very bi-sexual ourselves, and indeed spend quite a bit of time with each other. It's nice to know our daughters feel the same as we do." I see, but I am not sure what you want me to do." Well, it is about your extra session the other night. Our daughters have told us all about it, and even said how you tried to resist them, but in the end you gave way. However, they. ‘Hi, it’s Sierra. Great work, Macie – people are raving.’ ‘Oh, Sierra. How kind of you to call. I’m glad you’re pleased.’ ‘Marcie – you’ve got to enter that photo of Gustave and I into a national media awards competition – we may benefit from the publicity but you are the one to receive kudos. I’ve had a lot of experience at being involved in international photography shoots and I know a winning picture when I see one, even if I happen to be in it.’ ‘I know it’s good but perhaps it’s even. ’ She led him up the stairs and into the largest of the three bedrooms. It was nicely decorated with matching curtains and linen. ‘Nice,’ ‘Woman’s touch.’ ‘Yeah,’ he stood just looking around. ‘Well, we can at least take some clothes off.’ ‘Oh yeah sorry.’ ‘You’re still OK with this?’ ‘Yeah, you?’ ‘Yeah,’ with the affirmation she undid the button at the side of the dress and pushed it down. Her knickers were white with blue flowers on, the cotton top came off over he head exposing her white.