By the time I had gotten home I was disgusted with myself for having these thoughts about my own daughter, but my dick was hard as a rock. As I walked...in the house Beth was sitting on the sofa watching TV. She smiled and asked, “How was your golf game daddy?” “Oh, it was alright, but I’m all sweaty and need to take a shower. I’ll be back down in a few minutes and we can get some lunch.” Beth smiled and nodded her head at me as I made my way to my room. I quickly got in the shower and within. The kidswere already in the backyard when I came downstairs. Dave was with themand had set up some type of game where they hit a ball off of a standwith a bat. Karen explained it was called T-ball, a form of baseballfor little kids. I was surprised that both Debbie and Cindy were on ateam and even more so to find out that Dave coached it. Girls wouldnever be allowed to play on a boys' team when Karen and I were growingup. It also answered my question about what fathers did to spend. ' It was true that his foster parents were falling on hard times, the soils weren't fertile and they had true born offspring to care for over him. He had been a helpful farmhand for them in the meanwhile, but all he had really been to them was a cash injection upon his 18th birthday - or at least that's how he felt deep down inside.Brand was a slender youth, tall but not much meat on his bones but even so, years of working on a farm had resulted in rather defined muscles that would certainly. Chad grabs hold of Pam's head and starts fucking her mouth hard, shoving his cock down her throat in time with my thrusts into her cunt. Her pussy squeezes around my cock, pulling me deeper inside her, moaning on the thick cock sliding down her throat. Chad pulls out of her mouth and starts shooting his huge load all over her face and her tanned tits. I hear you start cumming with your toy and seeing Pam with all of that cum flowing over her and it makes my throbbing cock explode deep inside.