..cum...I want you to cum!" I grabbed my daughter at the waist as I felt my cum building up in my cock, suddenly I felt a surge as my cock unleashed a...huge spurt of cum deep into my daughters pussy. I let out a loud grunt, "Yeah! Fucking take it Becki! I'm cumming!" Then I thrust my cock back into my daughters’ pussy again, sending another surge of cum deep into her hot pussy. She let out a loud moan as she had an intense orgasm. It felt like her pussy was sucking my cock! Sucking out another. ’ Miranda nodded with a smile. ‘It was pretty much all typing, and as my CV said – I’m VERY good at typing.’ ‘I suppose that you are…’ Mrs Rogers acknowledged begrudgingly. She opened her mouth to issue more instructions, just as Peter walked through the door. ‘I thought I’d show Miranda where the café is and we could grab some lunch together?’ he smiled charmingly at Mrs Rogers who just scowled back at him irritably. ‘Oh very well… I’ll see you in an hour Miranda!’ she looked across at her. "Well go on then Pete don't be shy" A male voice booms behind me. I jump, and turn around sharply. Feeling embarrassed, and nervous, there is “Uncle” Paul, in his shorts and shirt. He is in his late 50’s and he is looking straight at me and smiling. "Well, you were about to strip off and fuck my wife with me not here weren’t you? What's the problem now?" I start to make apologetic gestures and sounds, I know if he hadn't turned up that Carole had turned me on enough to want to fuck her so I. Tossing the shirt to the floor, his eyes focused on her bra. Looking into her eyes for a clue, she blinked nervously.He wanted to pull her bra off her right away, but he hesitated.He thought. "Maybe I should wait and see if she pulls it off herself."Then he thought. "She's expecting me to pull it off her."He thought. "I'll give her a chance to say something if she thinks I'm going to far."Hearing nothing from her, he wondered to himself. "Should I ask her if I can remove the bra."He thought. "I.