I really always liked the daddy type. I called them dads for short, as in Dads I'd Like to Fuck. And, though I didn't admit it, I was hot for my own d...d, who lived in a far-away place, the Washington DC area. I liked it when the businessmen get lewd and leered and made catcalls at me. It made me feel attractive, even though I got away with tickling their privates with my ass, as for part of the lap-dance, I got to grind my ass down on their laps, particularly their crotches. Sometimes I could. As we drove on I noticed Jill getting restless squirming in her seat, before i knew it she had her pants off with both legs on the dashboard rubbing her pussy, it was as if it was planned because not too long after my wife had her legs on the passenger seat playing with her pussy which was dripping wet. As a sat there caught in the middle of this female heat fest I couldn't help but get rock solid watching both my wife and Jill get themselves off.The sight, the sounds, the smell of pussy in the. “I am going to love seeing him fuck you”Joe whispered to her as he slid three fingers in side her pussy. I took my clothes off watching him finger fucking her to get her ready for me.”He has a nice cock”he said to her “your going to like it too”.She took a deep breath when I knelt on the bed as she felt my presence near her.Her mouth opened wide when I slid both of my hands up the inside of her thighs sending waves of pleasure through her body. You could almost see her pussy flexing its. He should have been ashamed of his semi-inflated cock wagging like someone’s lost guard dog between his scissoring thighs. Someone would have to exit a building or pass the other way sooner or later. His face was sticky with sweat and starting to itch beneath his mask. It was much like hers – black and gold visage of some haunted noble. The capes they’d been wearing to the party kept falling off his shoulder. He wanted to put his back on. But she’d told him no with a wag of her finger. It was.