Did you suddenly remember how to use your inside voice? You can whisper it in my ear if you want.” I teased, holding a hand to my ear.“The Huffing...on Post.” she spat out, blushing.“Well, as long as it was a reputable source. Aren’t they the ones that ran an article that said, “If you judge people for the way they like their steak, you are a racist, then ran an article the next day saying that the president likes his steak the worst possible way, well done?” I asked, making those at the table. I sighed as Daddy sagged, exhausted, on top of me. I took most of his weight, his face buried into my neck as he gasped for air, running my hands soothingly up and down his back.I jumped at the feel of wet, hot liquid dripping down onto my cheek. More rained down on me and I looked up to see Andre fisting his cock, aiming his load toward my face. My mouth popped open in surprise. Andre quickly took advantage and shoved his cockhead into my open mouth, giving me the rest of his cum. I sucked. "Morning Tits," cooed Billy as he kept her held close, gently grinding himself against her posterior."Put these heels on Tits!" Holy shit Billy! You scared the crap out of me!" complained Sharon, her heart beating rapidly as she complied with his demand making her legs so incredibly sexy looking."Mmm," Billy moaned into her ear as he kissed the side of her neck, one of the hands he had wrapped around her slipped up to cup and squeeze her right breast through the towel she had around her.. ‘Damn, girl, that was hot! Tom better watch out when he gets back, because I think Miss Secret Freak plans to do a little dancing on his pole!’ ‘Have you been taking lessons? You looked so good out there, I can’t believe that it was all just natural moves.’ The girls kept chattering on about Sheri’s dance, and she smiled at them, still surprised that she did something so daring. All at once, the full realization of what she did hit her, and her face burned crimson with embarrassment. Sheri was.