When he looked up again the scene on the lawn was still developing: Ella was now with Lettie and had her head between Lettie’s big thighs ... well t...ey were bigger than Ella’s at least. Could she breathe? What was the idea? Lettie seemed to be enjoying it, anyway, judging by the noises she was making.Janie was with Mr Whitaker, who was on top of her and beginning to fuck her like he’d been fucking Ann Keighley. John was a bit surprised he was doing it again after fucking Ella: he’d supposed. That way, we both got something out of it and by now I was relaxed about it, he liked to watch his daughter fucking, I liked knowing he was.After mother had run off with the gardener I found out by drips and drabs what they were like as a couple. She was whore like me, and he was your classic cuckold and with mother gone, I stepped into the breech and fulfilled daddy's obsession, being his daughter he felt the same was a he did with mother when she fucked other men while he jacked off.Now you. "Katie" I gasped, but she ignored me totally, "Katie, Katie darling I'm, I'm cum --" The ferocity of it took me by surprise, my senses seemed to swim and my legs would have given way if it weren't for the work top behind me, I couldn't believe how calmly she swallowed it, a smile on her lips as she sat back and looked at me, "Another first?" "Oh God yes" I felt silly and awkward, but she sensed it and took my hand, "David I've only known one man, the one I married and you're a million times. ” He came down to brush his lips over mine. “The jury is still out” — he licked them softly — “more evidence is necessary.” That was it. I lost whatever reservations I had about Jeremy Pax in that moment. I completely wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close so I could kiss him fully. In return, he rolled over the top of me and pushed his protruding hardness against the flimsy silk of my panties. “You’re wet,” he said just as his cell phone jingled a noise that told him that he had a text.