I walked into his office, wearing my black heels and white day dress. Closing the door behind me, I walked towards him. He grabbed my waist, pulled up...my dress, and scooted back on his desk. I hopped onto him, legs spread over him, as my pink lace thong peeked out at the front. He pulled me in and kissed me passionately. Our tounges as one, moving in each others mouth, so much force, it felt amazing. As I let out a quiet moan, he pulled me in closer. Slowly, I moved my hands from his face down. Deema was obviously dying to feel her father’s cock up her pussy and or ass, especially after the full details I had given her about his sexual encounters with me, and how good, strong and big his cock was, she almost begged me to help her ride his dick and I finally agreed to it.I had planned a very devilish way of joining them together and having sex along with me, I arranged for Deema and I to meet at the office after work one day, knowing for sure John would come back that day for something. Each push moved my body forward, until finally I parted, weakened by his constant pushing. He got his edge, the fleshy point where I cracked, and his full hard cock went in, almost his full length.I gasped and my eyes opened wide as I felt him passing by my backdoor resistance, my now not so tight anus… my powerful sphincter tried for just a second to resist his movement, but soon he knew I could take his full size cock deep in my rectum.Then he smiled and whispered in my ear:“Madam, your. I bowed and took her hand. Placing a kiss on the back of her petite hand I told her in my best French accent, "Sandy, your royal highness, today I am but your humble servant, here to grant your every wish no mater how slight. If you will be so kind as to allow me to escort you, your chariot awaits. Shall we proceed?" She looked up at her mom with a WOW expression and said to me "Sure let's go." Grabbing her dress on a hanger and her overnight bag, I gave her my arm and led her to my car. I.