No worries about pregnancy because I was fixed years ago. "I want you to go upstairs and make my wife eat my cum out of your pussy."I got dressed as I...watched her go upstairs. "Kevin?" I'm gonna go away for a bit and think about all of this."Then I left. I went home, packed a few things. I instructed my lawyer to go through with the sale of the company. I called the k** and told her some weird things had happened and I was going to go do some thinking. Then I hopped on my Yamaha, and headed for. I asked her to stop and stand up, she whimpered and complained that she didn’t want to leave my cock, but she eventually did anyway. I stripped as she removed her clothes and then stood naked before me. A stream of slime was sliding from her wet snatch and oozing down her inner thigh. I rubbed my fingers into it and then made her lick her pussy resin from them. Now I pried into the loose flesh that concealed her oily cunt until I felt the heated source of her juices. As I scooped out some. My brothers said it had reached the point where Daddy was spanked and humiliated just like I was, but they couldn’t be sure because they had never seen it happen.All that changed though, one weekend when Mom had invited her friends and their daughters over to our house for a “target party” which meant I had to stand in the corner with my bottom cheeks spread for hours on end. So everyone could finger me or just laugh at me.But Daddy was put in a strange position too. He was dressed as a. I asked,” he said with a smile and a wink. “I’m Mike. It’s really fun to meet you.” He touched her lightly on the arm. She got another electric shock-like buzz when he did that. “It’s Friday,” he said. “Do you have plans for after lunch?” “Well I didn’t,” said Em. “I was going to take some work home and make an early day of it.” He looked deeply at her. “That’s my plan too, except I’m just visiting so I’ll be going back to my hotel.” He paused. He looked at her and melted her again. And.