She stopped when there was enough space between her sex slave and the couch for me to fuck that ass. Janette buried her face into her mistress’s pus...y, latched on, and sucked on that clit. Her cheeks hollowed while such wicked sound echoed through the room.I loved those dirty suckles. My dick throbbed. I moved around behind her. My cock ached and throbbed. I was so horny. So ready to do wicked and naughty and wild things to her. I would fuck her so hard. I would pound that ass.My robe swished. Almost immediately, we’d leave for the ferry station so she could board a train for Copenhagen in Helsingør and catch her flight to the US.We were the first guests to arrive. Mary introduced me to her sister Kathy, who was nineteen, pretty, but very thin, with red hair similar to Sinikka’s. Putte was twenty-five, about 6’2” with dirty blonde hair and a mustache. He had me put my overnight bag in the guest room.“Steve, it’s good to meet you,” he said. “There will be two other couples joining us.. “For you,” she said. “From Momma and the family. As thanks for the great supper we had eating that catfish. We all enjoyed it. It was delicious!”“I’m glad to hear that,” Travis said. “But this wasn’t necessary.”“Just bein’ a good neighbor, that’s all. Right?”“Right.”He peeled back the towel and there were a crate of a dozen eggs, two huge red ripe tomatoes, a cucumber, a zucchini and a yellow squash.“Oh, wow! Thank you.”“All from our own garden and our own chickens!” Bettina said.“These look. . I am all your, darling, hmmmmm.”Finally, dad buried his cock and filled his warm cum in my cunt and collapsed on me. I kissed his head and gave my tit to him to suck.He lay beside me and I patted his head and asked, “Dad, why were you so excited? Did I remind you of Mom?”He shook head and said, “No, you remind me of my mom. Same sexy eyes, smile, same hair.”I laughed heartily and said, “So you fucked your own mom and daughter at the same time? Did you have a fantasy about her?”.As he was.