“I wish I had brought you with me earlier” Dad spoke while inserting her two fingers in my wet pussy and chewing my tits with her lips. “Ohm sor...y dad, I am not in my senses and cannot give you what you really want from me”. I replied. My pussy started throbbing and soon I squirted my juices at dad’s hands. I felt a little embarrassed as I ejaculated so soon. But dad was so passionate. He started licking my pussy clean with his warm tongue. I was again horny in minutes and started hopping my. Because I had a looming deadline to close a big sale the next day, I asked Lynn if she could come over to my place, earn some overtime, and help finish some paperwork that night. She agreed saying it was really boring in the evenings around her house when her husband was gone like now. Little did she know that before she came over that evening, I had planned to video her if she happened to use my bathroom. And I figured the chances were pretty high considering the time of the month.When I got. I feel my holes clam-clench, salt and fragrance in the wet ocean air - gusts over my red hair, billowing back, spreading out against the lounger. My hand it so wet now, the pre-come oozing. I must taste it - I pull out my hand and lick the stuff off my finger. It tastes like oysters and young men. Now the wetness of my fingers prepares me to stick my finger in, to explore my dark and painful spaces - pushing down my taint, sticking a little to the sides, preparing to enter in. I rim myself with. As well, do you want a loop end, or the more traditional flap?" Oh, definitely the flap."She laid out a selection of crops, varying slightly in length and heft, and in a range of colours, from a very light tan through to a deep black. I picked them over, selecting three that looked about right, then picked each one up to test. I bent each of them, watching as they sprung back, gave them each several swipes through the air, and smacked each along my leg, feeling the burn from each strike through.