This only seemed to make Belinda laugh harder. “Poor Johnny! Poor Johnny!” Marcela yelled as she pulled my head to her shoulder to comfort me. I...sat on the floor where a dining room table would have been had I been able to afford one. Belinda was still laughing hysterically as she fell to her knees in front of me. “I’m so sorry Poor Johnny.” She said as she pressed her lips to mine. I mockingly pushed her away and drunkenly said “No, it’s too late! My sexual appetite has withered away. . I felt the pressure as he entered meand stretched me tight and soon he was once again humping madly into meas my legs and heels twitched in the air, the pink nylon chiffon babydoll nightie up around my waist. Thankfully the pills made me numb to thesituation and the sensation as he worked himself in and out of me in longdeliberate thrusts until I could feel him tense up and gasp. "Unnnghhh!Ahhhh, yeah, yeah baby mmmmm," he said as he moaned again with pleasureworking me until once again he. ” I rose my hand up and cupped one breast. The sheer weight alone turned me on. Just to be holding a breast of such massive size. I gave her other breast a squeeze as well then kissed her neck. Mrs. Johnson let out a soft moan and placed her hand my back and her other on my thigh. My cock was getting impatience and I had to speed things up. I kiss the crack of her breast and darted my tongue inside of her cleavage. “Here let me help you.” she said before she slowly took her pink top of and. After thirty seconds, Cheyanne parted her lips. "So, you liked that, Dad?" Yes." Then kiss my sister too."I turned to Faith and kissed her as well. Even though literally the only difference between them was their names, it was still a whole different thrill I felt from her as well. I kissed my daughters, unlike my daughters, but it was still amazing.After a couple of turns with both of them, I felt hands on my cock. I saw them both stroking it slowly, and I certainly couldn't stop them from.