Hank turned to look at Matts petite wife and buried his tongue in her ass. The eight of them fucked for about an hour, constantly switching partners. ...hey went back to our drinks and small talk, fondling each other, when Hank noticed a young man sitting off on his own. He walked over to him. “Hey there I’m Hank.” I said. “Hi sir. I’m Brian.” He timidly answered back. “What are you doing over here by yourself? There’s a bunch of horny naked women running around.” Hank teased.“I know. It’s my. As you can imagine, Mrs O was out of her seat like a shot while all the other girls cheered. He sat her down on a chair in the middle of the room and began dancing around in front of her, waving his cock about in front of her face and pulling her head towards him and telling her she was a very dirty girl who needed to be punished. He stood her up, turned her around and bent her over the chair and lightly smacked her arse, all time asking the other girls if they thought she'd learnt her lesson. So beautiful was their union that even the consequences were not enough to force Michael to pull out of the erotic inferno that held his cock in its grasp. Hot cum pumped from his cock in endless streams and sprayed against his daughter’s womb. Still, he thrust deep inside Sarah’s heavenly body until every last drop had been spent and he collapsed in a shuddering heap atop her.As soon as Michael was able to catch his breath he raised himself up so that he could see Sarah’s face. He couldn’t. " And you want to put yourself forward?" I'd have put Hope forward, but... There's a little too much history between the two of you." I... You know about Connor. You know what he did. I was stupid. I know this, but... I can help him, can't I? He doesn't have to be like that. I... I..."Shawna swallowed hard and took a gamble, remembering Yvonne's drug-induced ramblings of the night Connor had called Hope over."Why don't you start with Uncle Bob?"Yvonne flinched and paled, her eyes widening to.