She giggled happily as I sat down and pulled her over my lap. I flipped up her skirt to find some very plain, boring panties underneath.“She really ...ent for this!” I thought to myself as I pulled her panties down and rubbed my hand over her ass. She purred a little bit and wiggled her ass against my hand.“How many do you think you should get?” I asked her, teasing my fingertip over her pussy.“I don’t know Daddy, how many do you think I deserve?” She purred.I started spanking her butt, fairly. Both are married, and both (like my younger daughter and me) are bi-sexual. Both are married, and neither husband knows that they play with other women. I met the daughter first, while she was waiting for her mother to finish a tennis lesson at our athletic club. My boyfriend was taking a spinning class, and I was waiting for him. I told her that I had seen her there before, and asked if she was taking any classes. She said she liked the yoga class, because the girl that taught it was hot. I. ‘Show me yours,’ he said, tongue-in-cheek as he unzipped his trousers and waved a floppy cock at her in a childish manner. Jennifer laughed as her mind raced back to the first time she’d seen Alan’s penis, it was a happy, nostalgic feeling. ‘Alright,’ she said, squeezing her palms against her thighs and slowly lifting them, taking the flowery-patterned dress with her, her gaze fleeted back and forth between his face and his cock as she did so. A naked and very closely-cropped triangle appeared. It was instinctive, primitive, and I loved the heavy feeling of his balls brushing against my mons, and the sweaty slap of his hips against my ass. I loved the way he was bent over me, completely in control.He was rougher, which I found nothing wrong with. It just made everything more exciting, more acute. His thrusts were forceful, and his cock seemed harder than ever before, pushing into me in a new way with squishing noises each time.Eventually I was able to recognize Jason’s rhythm, and.