Tom couldn’t think. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t breathe. How could he deny it? Its not like he just forgot that room had a camera for days and...days. Tom just waited. Everything depended on what Zoe would do next, and what she did next was the biggest sigh of relief Tom could ever exhale. She moved her hand to his cock.As his daughter started to move her hand up and down his shaft, Tom dared to ask, “You aren’t mad?”“I didn’t know how to feel at first. I couldn’t stop thinking about what you. "What, does it hurt?" I asked."No. I want you to fuck me with those bananas," she answered. So I grabbed the end of the last one I'd pushed into her and started moving it in and out, rubbing the curved end against her clit. Then I shoved the first two into her so far that they were entirely inside of her."Faster, harder, fuck that pussy with those big yellow bananas," she yelled. I took two of them by the ends and slid them almost all the way out and then back in, deeper and deeper while. " Yea," I groaned, "Just like you. I can't tell you how many times I've nutted to this video, check out the crank on that stud." Turning my head, I could clearly see her legs splayed with one hand now fingering her pussy."It's so big......how does it fit in her." It does." Both of us breathing a bit harder as we watched the black stud easing more and more of his cock into her pussy. Listening to her moans of pleasure as he got deeper and deeper until with a moan, he pulled her ass up tight. ”“Mother!” Brea grimaces. “You know that’s only an expression. You know I am only faithful to you.”“You are wonderful both in and out of bed,” Lucy says. “But your faithfulness is going to have to extend further.”“I’m okay with that,” Brea says. “But right now, I’d like to spend my time with you.”“Then how about you get rid of some of those clothes?” Lucy says with a wink. “You are wearing far too much.”Brea pulls out her communicator and sets it on the table. In a few seconds music begins to.