" Explain that please." I sometimes try to imagine what they would be like, but I never actually think about trying to bed one of them. Why?" I don't ...eally know. Just trying to get a feel for the male mind I suppose." I know you Lorrie, there has to be more to it than that."Lorrie was silent for several moments and then she said, "At the card game last night Lisa did some crying on my shoulder. Dave is out screwing other women. Lisa said he has always liked looking at the ladies and she had. I see tears running over the side of her eyes, I know these tears are pleasure tears where she is crying in sleeping mode with pleasure. I gently wiped it off and kissed on her eyes and moved to her leg. She appeared to be relaxed as I went to her pussy area.I removed the phone, and her pussy is completely wet and her pussy has oozed out her juices like anything. Phone is completely sticky with her juices on it like anything. I sniffed it and enjoyed the fragrance.Her face turns eager to invite. The place was as busy as the previous night, and now, most of the men had a drink in one hand and a gonlief cigarette in the other, with a jar of the stuffed tubes at every table. Noah sat at the bar and ordered himself a drink. He retrieved a cigarette from a nearby jar and examined it. It was hand-rolled but expertly made, using some kind of cheap papyrus.“Where did you get these?” Noah asked.“Oh, that was your friend’s idea. He came back this morning looking for a job,” the bartender. ”“I’m sorry princess.” Quinn says embarrassed. Pulling his slimy cock out of her.“No, no daddy. Don’t be sorry. This is what I wanted. She says moving over to him. “Let your whore daughter clean you up.” She begins to lick and suck his dick clean. Slurping up their slimy love juices.Looking down at his daughter’s red hair in his lap, Quinn knows what he did was wrong. As his dick slowly hardens in his little princess’s mouth, he knows he will do it again.His hand reaches for his pants, pulling.