Relaxing her grasp on me, she turned, raised and faced me. Beth kissed me so tenderly, again, like lovers, on the lips. My hands running through her...hair, kissing her soft lips...our hearts pounding harder “Beth, I love you, you know that, right? Tell me you’re okay and you’ll never feel that way again. Tell me”. Beth just looked into my eyes and said “Promise me daddy, promise me you’ll never leave me”I was starting to feel the effects of Beth’s rocking motions on my lap and started. I roughly run my hands through his hair, arching my back, knowing he will know just how much I want him to touch me. I cant help but give a few breathy sighs as his thumbs graze my labia, softly hooking into the material of my pants to ease them down over my thighs. Tossing them to the side he runs his hands round my feet, caressing the arch for a few minutes before moving up my calves, edging slowly up the outside of my body, firmly pressing as he grasps by hips, pulling me right onto the edge. I increased the speed of my thrusts, and Dona started moving with me, moaning into my mouth. After a few hard thrusts, she groaned and the spasms of her pussy put me over the edge. I stifled a groan and blasted cum into the rubber. We lay for a few minutes before we came to our senses and got up. I wrapped the used condom in a tissue — I’d take it with me and toss it in a trashcan on the way home. We dressed quickly, and she opened the door, we couldn’t hear anything, so we went back to the. Before him, were the forced-to-kneel Masterson family, all Blond haired and blue eyed. Mr Masterson was there. So was the attractive Mrs Masterson, who was about thirty five. She had long Blonde hair with sea blue eyes to go with it. She was still pretty pale in this sunny Mediterranean area. She was pretty tall. But the Khan was much taller, and looked like some Hong Kong film star actor (like Michael Wong), though not as tall as Mr Masterson.As for the rest of the Masterson, were.