Meg slept in dad’s bed every night. The first week end in their home, they stayed in bed for 24 hours and fucked every way they could. Meg was quite...good sucking dad’s big oversized cock and she loved his cum. He would tongue fuck her cunt because he knew she loved that very much. Dad had his own business and worked from home so he had a lot of time during the day to ass fuck his daughter. He loved pushing his big cock in her tight ass and fucking it til they both came. Sometimes when he would. He just needed the general idea.Marc looked up from his canvas when she came in. “You ready?” She nodded, not trusting her voice; she was afraid she would squeak. His artist’s eyes, missing nothing, took her shaking hands in his and gave her a reassuring smile. “Relax.” She did, just a bit, blushing and smiling shyly.“I’m sorry. I’m normally not this…high-strung.”“It’s alright. It’s just nerves.” He turned away. “Take your robe off whenever you’re ready and I’ll get you set up in the chains.”. That would, after all, make it a lot harder for her to dump me if I get caught again. The problem is that I'm still too young at thirty five for that "Daddy" tag. But we'll see.As I look around the parking lot, I spot her and she waves at me. She's young, blond and happy. Almost the opposite of my wife's middle aged, dark haired, dour faced appearance. She starts walking towards me and then slows down. She already knows the game. We can't be seen going into a room together. I got the keys. Actually, he didn't have to say that twice, as all of us we anxious to hit our private rooms.The dishes in the sink and a few good nights were all it took for all of the boys to head upstairs to get ready for bed. Mom asked Mikey if he was going to stay in his room or bother Brandon and me again that evening."Oh, he's no bother, Mrs. A," Brandon interjected. "Ok, if that is alright with both of you," she continued. "But, let's try to get to bed a bit earlier than last night, guys. You were up.