He picked up her legs and pulled them up to her chest. Holding her, he started fucking her, part thrust, part dropping her weight onto it. SShe cried ...ut, 'Fuck me Daddy!' And he did and I had the perfect view. Her lips were spread wide. They looked pink and puffy as he slammed into her. With each slam his balls left my waiting tongue and it was hard to keep up. 'Eat my clit sissy!' She ordered. I got up and tried to eat her clit. It was difficult, as he was bouncing her up to the tip and all. He did, and ten seconds later he rolled off her and started snoring.The buildup and planning for her dance had been exciting for Alex. More than the actual event, but still, he had responded to it. They had never fucked in the morning and never on the living room floor. The tingling between her legs, though not as intense as when she had been with Mr. Smith, lingered for a long time.Later that evening, Alex had danced for her husband again, only this time, she stripped off his old shirt more. " You emerge from behind the returns counter, late book in hand and beckon me with a tilt of your head to follow you along the wide main passage between the rows of shelves. Your locks sway and bounce in rhythm to your steps toward the unvisited rear of the large room. You suddenly dart into one of the small passages between the shelves and deftly insert the late book back on a low shelf, without bending at the knees. I see the back of your toned upper legs become more visible as your skirt. An elevated stand holds the tray of needles she glances and gets big eyed looking at the sizes from two inches to some that are covered that make her mumble, I kiss her cheek and pinch her skin on her shoulder and insert three in a row angling down and repeat for body balance poking one after another mercilessly as she squeaks, I tie her hair to hold her head back so she can breathe hard and to keep her from looking at her demise then continue lower on her body. Pinching her stomach I insert.