" I started kissing her neck ever so softly. She then turned around and started french kissing me. Ever so slowly we began undressing each other. Afte... minutes of intense kissing, I began my downward assault of no return. Twirling and twirling my tongue around her hardened nipples I did continue; then slowly advancing downward until reaching her love spot and then continuing using my darting tongue. I could just tell she had never been this turned on before. She started softly screaming with. He knew the end was near for both of them. He held on tightly to the yielding flesh, letting himself drown in the vortex of sen- sation. When he felt it upon them he pulled her down on top of him, his arms going around her, mashing the breasts against his chest. Their mouths crashed to- gether, tongues stabbing frantically as the spasms of climax shook them both. They lay clinging to each other through the blissful, drained torments of recovery. She rested heavily atop him, her. "Then tell me," Harry said, "I want my friend Jack here to know, too." Jane looked at me briefly, and whispered quaveringly, "My pussy belongs to you, Daddy." "That's a good girl," Harry said gently, and turned Jane so that she sat on his lap. "See what I mean, Jack?" he asked, grinning. "Yeah," I said hoarsely. My cock was throbbing in my pants as I watched this perverted play going on. In all my years of knowing Harry, I'd never suspected that he was up to something like this. I was. He grabbed her by the hair and continued to fuck her tight pussy from behind. She could feel herself getting close to an orgasm right before he pulled out without any warning. She felt him move around the bed, undoing all the cuffs. Her clit was throbbing but she stayed where she was. From the corner of the room, she saw movement. Panicked streaked her face as she realized someone was in the room with them. He walked casually over to the bed. “Get up.” He demanded. She scrambled to get up as.