“Charlie, my love, that was so wonderful watching you pound our daughter on the kitchen table. I would like to see that sort of thing more. Not too ...ften, but I’d love to watch that with anyone you wanted to pound on our kitchen table. And that would include anyone in your fantasies.”“Anyone in my fantasies? How do you know there are others there?”“There are always others in fantasies.”“My current fantasy,” Carol said, “includes me with my husband and my wife in our bed. Do you think that. It was....wonderful!"Slowly Heidi's dad pulled his cock out of his step daughters pussy. As the large purple crownplopped out it was followed by a stream of his cum running down her ass cheeks."I'm done for." He said,"I think we need a shower." You want me to take one first?" Heidi ask."Why not save water and do it together?" He ask with a grin.The thought had never entered Heidi's mind but when he suggested it, she loved the ideaimmediately. It took them a half hour to shower. Her dad insisted. She had the tired eyes, and the lowly wrinkes on the sides of her face. Other than those two misfortunes, she was beautiful. Her five-foot-three, hundred and ten pound frame, was only accented by her firm breasts and her shiny blonde hair. She was, in every was, his Grace. And he had become her nightmare. She layed next to him, forgetting all about the roast on the table. She closed her eyes, and drifted off herself. It was only eight o’clock. … She awoke feeling like she had slept for three. Before I could muster the strength to answer back, Damini aunty took a dollop of Chandan paste and rubbed it on my shoulders and arms. I was told to turn my back so that the two ladies could rub Chandan on my back as well.They were surely doing a meticulous job spending good ten minutes rubbing every ounce of my body. I felt a tug on the elastic of my briefs, and I noticed that they had been displaced from my back a fair bit to expose my ass to the women. They continued rubbing Chandan on my.