I squeeze them, I pull and twist her nipples. Harder and harder, anything to get my mind off the work her mouth is putting in on my cock. The longer I...hold out the bigger my orgasm. I find a spot where I can pull to the side of the road. She knows I want to cum now, she knows I am ready. With her left hand she is pulling on my cock with short hard stokes. Her tongue is licking the head, drool dripping from her mouth keeping everything slippery. With her right hand she pulls hard on my sack. ..and he slowly traced his fingers down her cute butt to the outer lips of her puffy pussy, tracing up and down those outer lips while his cock danced up and down her left hip. Her breath now coming in short gasps, she could barely get out, “Oh God, Daddy! Really, REALLY inap---ooooh!---propriate...” His own breath accelerated and choppy, he again queried, “complaint?” “...uhh...n...n...oh!....” As she sighed, panted and quivered all over from the ever more urgent tingling sensations her dad's. As his mind drifted, he kept seeing the vision of Jenny standing before him, slowly discarding her bikini, holding out her arms as if pleading with him to take her.u*********sly he turned towards his wife, his arm dr****g over her, his hand cupping her breast as his erection pressed against her bottom.“What the hell do you think you are doing,” she cried out, roughly pushing his hand away.“Oh come on Ann,” Harry protested, grabbing her breast again, “l’m your husband for fuck’s sake.”“Get away. His right and left hands grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it up and off, taking the remains of my bra with it. I knew if I didn’t distract myself with touching him, I would orgasm in minutes, I muttered that he needed to scoot over and he did so without replying and if he did I could not hear him. I needed to implement the images in my mind, so desperately that I couldn’t put it into words. I kissed his chest, and made my way down to his nipple, he liked this and I always hoped I did.