Allen groaned, arched his buttocks off the table, driving his cock deeper into my husbands throat. With his first taste of cum, Rich started to gag, b...t he fought the impulse and managed to swallow every drop of his precious cum. I continued fisting my pussy while I pulled on Rich's long foreskin overhang. He came within the sheath of his foreskin as I held it shut. I brought myself to orgasm as I released my husbands foreskin and watched as the cum dripped out and onto the floor.We rested for. Samantha was freaking out…a total mess of horny, embarrassed, a little disappointed and a bunch more horny. Sam was going to back to the master bedroom and do something…she didn’t know what but a big part of her brain was making it clear she needed to cum.Betty hadn’t noticed her and Sam was about to sneak away when all of a sudden, she heard Missy yell at the topic of her lungs “Yes, you fucking bitch, yes, harder, harder HARDER.” Betty looked up and say Samantha standing there. With one hand. She shuffled her legs closer together, and my head was caught between her fleshy shins, her skin softly pressing against my neck, her bathrobe casting a shadow over me and brushing my hair as she moved. A mixture of soap and sweat filled my nose. I had never felt this kinky before. The strange question whether her skin would taste like it smelled ran through my mind. Then the nozzle was back, forcing its way into my ass, now slippery from whatever Bridget had squeezed into my pucker. It burned,. Look, I am really sorry you had to see that.”“Yeah, I’ll bet you are. You know, sweetie, when I was watching you and your brother…fucking…I started having these thoughts. I couldn’t help it.”“W...what do you mean? What kind of thoughts?”Her father stood up. “Sweetie, I’m sorry…” He then unzips his pants. “…but you brought this on yourself.”“Daddy, wait!” Her father places his strong hand on her shoulder, and pushes down, forcing her onto her knees. Seeing her father reach in with his other.