– – – – – – – – – – Anne drove Stan back to his place and returned home for her bike. She put on exercise shorts and a sweatshirt,...checked her messages and email, then rode over to Stan’s house. Stan poked around among his clothes, finally deciding on what to wear, while listening to an album by Skunk Anansie. By the time he’d changed clothes she’d arrived. The two of them walked into town, Anne wheeling her bike. They entered the bike shop and Stan explained that he wanted a bike to ride on. " I moaned again, I needed to grip somehting, I was trying to reach the floor but I was too short, daddy saw what I was doing and walked me with his cock forward towards the tree I'd been holding before. I grabbed it and daddy started pounding my pussy, I came twice before he reached around and started to rub my clit, "No don't." I shouted as I was about to cum again. I didn't want to squirt again, It felt amazing but I couldn't take it. Daddy didn't listen and jammed his cock right up my. She figured that since she knew nobody down here, she was willing to bare a little more. Of course, the heat, the bikinis and the thought of Michael fucking my hot wife, just made me even hornier. She sensed it during our fuck sessions and it seemed to carry over to her, which just added to the already good time. We had some good sex the first few days, other than that, just a lot of lying around enjoying the weather and the beach. Katie asked when her massage appointment was, and I told her at. She moves her head back and forth moaning and squealing how good my tongue feels. She slapped my back with the whip and growled, "Don't you cum yet asshole! Make me cum and I want to see you eat every dam drop!"I run my tongue around her clit feeling it swell and throb between my lips. I take her clit between my teeth and bite it feeling her fluids gush more. As my tongue works it's magic I shove three then fours fingers hard inside her vaginal orifice. I have to hold her hips to keep my tongue.