"Probably. But you're not through being my bad Daddy yet ... at least not until tomorrow anyways," I said very softly, as I wrapped my arms around thi... wet naked man I so adored.We got out of the shower quickly as the water was beginning to turn cold. We took some time drying each other, and taking opportunities to steal a few quick intimate feels of each other.Walking downstairs together, we went to the kitchen to fix a breakfast for us. Daddy reached for a bowl and then a box of cereal."Stop. She had forbidden Mike from bringing any of them home after she realized they were quite slutty as well. She couldn’t stand the noise of those girls saying things while having sex with him. No, having sex was too nice a term, Mike was fucking them, as much as she hated to use the term — even mentally. None of them ever had jobs that she was aware of and they fed his behavior and at the same time enabled his behavior! They were so noisy, and Mike seemed to encourage it and thrive on it.As Nicole. I lay back on the bed and watched as my wife picked through her dresser drawer and pulled out a very sexy white, see through "G-string" panty. She slipped them on and it was easy to see her trimmed pubic bush through the sheer material. My cock was straining in my pants as it stiffened into an erect state. She then found a matching half-bra which barely covered her nipples as she put it around her breasts. Even if it covered her nipples, they were clearly visible through the fabric. I found my. ” Bob liked the way this situation was developing. Julie was getting hotter by the minute and she knew she would end up in bed with Bob. The problem was, what to do with Gwen.Julie asked Bob in a cute little voice, “Why don’t you take your shirt off and show us your muscles?”As Bob complied, Gwen developed a worried look again. However, when Bob had completely removed his shirt and stood there sort of posing and flexing, Gwen’s expression turned from worry to amazement. Bob’s torso rippled with.