Rod was so hot watching. Yea, eat that bitch pussy, Oh is she crazy, sexed up bitch. He thought but only groaned. Bristol screamed with pleasure sh... never felt before. Her Dad groaned as he shot his load over Sarah’s breasts. Rod could see the sweat on his daughter’s body even in the still cool cabin.“Mom, they don’t call you Barracuda for nothing.” “She is one hot Momma.” Laughed Rod. “Little cleanup for you Bristol.” Instructed Rod.Rod stood up and guided his daughters mouth to his. That’s what made me mad. On top of everything...” And the dam burst. She was in tears in my arms, shaking.“Johanna,” I said softly, “I love you dearly.”“I know,” she sobbed. “You. You defended me. You could’ve been ... I thought you were...”“We’re okay.” I paused. Kissed her softly. “Aren’t we?” We were having a moment. It ended when her cellphone rang. Irish tune. Her mom.“Hello, Mom.” Pause. “No, this sort of overrides the honeymoon thing.” Pause. “Yes, he’s here with me.” Pause. She passed. K2 was game, he started doing all that black nigger cock cum dump whore dirty talk asking her all sorts of questions. All she could say were simple words like ‘yes’ ‘more’ ‘I’ll beg’ and ‘best sex ever’. Then he tells her about him being off on for MLK day Monday and they are going to start fucking Sunday night and spend all day Monday in bed. She was all smiles and head nods at the idea. Her boyfriend had just lost her. K2 started to pump her big time, pulling out till just the head. At that instant I felt like kneeling and sucking at her toes. I had never thought about sucking on a girl’s toes, but Mrs. G had some sexy toes. As I kept moving my eyes up her legs, I could closely admire her curvy tan legs, they looked silky smooth as her robe did that morning. I could imagine her legs up in the air resting on my shoulders as I fucked her brains out. My fantasy was disrupted by her sexy voice. “Hi, thanks for coming. Come on in”, said Mrs. G. I quickly tried to make eye.