He would whisper in my ear that he wanted to fuck me right there in front of mother. Daddy would push me down on the floor and get on top of me. He wo...ld fuck me right there at my mother’s feet.I have to say that both of us really got off at the look on that fat bitch’s face. When daddy was on top of me, and he fucking the shit out of me I could see her jaw just drop to the ground. Daddy and I showed her what real fucking looked liked. A few days letter the bitch left for good. She knew that. Anna was trying tocalm him down over something.When she stepped out, Stephanie busied herself with some paperwork,but overheard:"Better not make us a laughing stock......"Anna caught her eye."Come on up, Stephanie," she said.It was a couple of weeks after all this had began with the theft of awoman's lingerie. Stephanie, then Steve, had given in to a desire andtemptation that had ambushed him.........But what he hadn't realisedthen was that he was stealing from a Mistress who had survived. Look at her ass already starting to dance. She wants it already." It was not her fault, her daddy was making her do it. She did not want this. But her body did. Just as her father had said--her ass began to dance. Her dad chuckled. "Alright get up, we're not ready to fuck you yet. Get up on your knees." Angry at being interrupted, and angry that she was so willing to get herself off in front of the two men who had betrayed her trust so completely, she got up, her aching asshole protesting, her. Carol even said it was OK with her if I fucked her twenty year old step daughter Angie. No late night TV for us. Instead we still liked to hit the local bars where we trolled for fun loving couples like us. We met Kate and Al at a local singles bar and they introduced us to a local swingers group they belonged to. We had been to several “parties” and Carol loved to fuck around especially with the younger guys. Carol had no trouble getting men and an occasional lady. On this Friday night it.