Also, tell him he needs to get your fucking carrots, and you need to make dinner.”“Where are you going, mom?”“None of your fucking business.�... She then went upstairs. Yep, the mother of the year, Fucking bitch.About 30 minutes later Mom came downstairs wearing a short skirt and white top, it look like to me she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Tell your dad I should be home sometime around midnight.” She then walked out the front door, without saying goodbye.It was around 7 o’clock when Darcy and Dad came. She was not aware of the great view I had so I took a couple of pictures of my granddaughter before zooming in to get a couple of great pictures of my daughter’s crotch.When we got home I was sure that I had gotten away with it until I went to bed that night. There on my pillow was that pair of bright white panties and a note that read, “I thought you might like to keep these. Happy Father’s Day. Your present was in these, but obviously I unwrapped it for you. Cum and get it.”I had forgotten. The soft sounds of pleasure that had been coming from her open mouth became gasps and squeals as her own arousal rose to meet mine, then merged into a long, high pitched wail. I fucked her harder, pulling her body onto my cock as I thrust my hips forward and back like a man possessed.Her wails became louder then, as my thrusting reached its rapid, erratic peak and I felt my climax rushing in me, were cut off altogether in a silent scream as, with a series of hard, animal-like grunts and moans,. His dick rubbed my arm as it wrapped around Katie's waste. I stood up and started taking my clothes off while Pete kissed his wife and she stroked his dick. When I was naked I stepped up to Katie and Pete and we were in a triangle as Katie went back and forth kissing both of us while we rubbed her tits, ass and pussy. Katie grabbed a oven mitt off the counter and put it on the floor. She went down and knelt on the mitt and took my prick in her mouth. She sucked and licked me for a couple of.