" No you won't, Daddy! My asshole's all wet right now! I… I was playing with it when you came in," Sandra lied, thinking quickly. "I spit on my fing...rs and put 'em up my ass so hurry up and fuck it, Daddy!"Her father pressed his finger on her puckered asshole and Sandra heard his groan as he felt how moist the tightly muscled ring already was. Then he mounted her. Bravely the blonde daughter continued to hold her ass cheeks open, wincing as the tip of the biggest prick in the family pushed onto. Her and hubby walk on in and I follow. As soon as I close the door and turn around she puts her arms around me and backs me up to the door. She starts kissing me and rubbing her hands underneath my shirt on my chest. We kiss for several minutes and she moves her hands down and unbuttons my pants and lossens my belt. She bends down and squats in front of me pulls my pants and boxers down. She grabs my cock and starts stroking it and then puts it in her mouth. I see her husband sitting in the. To my surprise, there were no open windows and her browser history was clean. That should have made me happy but being so out of character for her that increased my suspicions. She was now clearing her trail. Last night instead of Netflix she must have again been looking at cocks and it wasn’t me she fucked last night but some stud. Should I care? If I was going to benefit from great sex why say anything? My mind quickly jumped to the issue of what’s next? What happens when she realizes that it. To my complete surprise he agreed and we left it at that with the intent that later in the day we would meet up after school.Later that evening around 6 or 7 my letterbox was rattled and I lived in a ‘tower block’ which had elevators and stairways – the ‘front’ stairs were often used but the ‘backstairs’ were very rarely used by any individuals but neither of us were comfortable with using these, so we walked a few hundred yards to the other ‘tower blocks’ which were reserved for the more.