She hoped her husband was watching. She leaned over and gave him a deep kiss. He placed his hand in her dress and cupped one of her breasts. “Here y...u are back to your husband. We have to do this again. Maybe next time your husband can join us.” “I really enjoyed it. I would like to do it again, Thanks for the ride home and a great evening.” Chris brought her out of her reminiscing. “Fuck Stephanie. These are hot. I had no idea they would turn out this good.” She was still stroking his cock. “I. ”I rolled my eyes, “Jesus drank. No matter what BS someone at your church feeds you, he drank alcohol. AND, if you look at the story of the Wedding at Canna, when he turned water into wine, everyone exclaimed that it was the ‘good stuff’ and wondered why they had held it back! Usually you served ‘good’ wine first, and then when people are blotto, you served the marginal stuff.“It’s also the case that nobody knew how to prevent grape juice from fermenting until about 1870. I suspect that was. His hind legs had been trembling as they waited for the chance to drive his shaft into the waiting receptacle. He powered forward and there was a muffled scream from Anita as he drove his entire 10 inch cock into his bitch. He paused to allow the tunnel to expand to his girth. When he felt everything was ready he withdrew, leaving on the head inside her. Suddenly he lunged again and again. Finally the ball of his knot was in and the sphincter had closed on his shaft behind it. Now he could fill. Please Daddy and I will give oral it to you. I will try so hard to make it nice for you. Please Daddy. I want to do it so badly. I want you to lick my pussy and I want to suck your big Daddy cock. Please Daddy, I want you to drink my cum juice and I want to swallow your hot sperm.”She leaned across in her excitement and put one arm on his shoulder. Unintentionally, she put her other hand on her Daddy’s upper thigh where his erection had been hiding. Her hand came down on Daddy’s stiff cock.“Oh”.