"Get it, honey," he stammered excitedly, "take it on out and frig me like a motherfucker. You know what to do with one, don't you? I'm going to give y...u every God damned inch of it in a minute, too. What do you think of that, you hot little bitch?"He pumped his pelvis in time with her finger rhythms and she could hear him breathing hard."What do you think of that, huh?" he repeated. "What do you think of having this wet little snatch full of my meat?"She knew she had to work fast. He was. Brushing her blond hair aside, sucking her ear, she starts stroking me....Maybe it has something to do with Selena.It's SO hot when Selena calls me "Daddy". I don't know. Probably allot of thingsI think about telling Angela to call me daddy but I don't know if she would be into it. She might think it's weird. She's not as kinky Selena, that's for sure.Maybe I'll wait until the next time she comes to bed after having some wine.I lean over my wife, kiss her breast, a trail of kisses between them,. He was just a prick. There really was no simpler way to put it. He treated everyone like shit. As the years went on, the family just tended to ignore him at family functions and the like. To this day, no one can understand why Betty married him. Ben ate dinner with his aunt and uncle without distraction. Afterwards he went to his room and flipped on the TV and laid down under the covers. He laid there for a while and heard his aunt and uncle go into there room. Ben slowly drifted off to sleep. To my surprise it glides in, my sweat acting as a lube and my asshole vacuums the last of it in with a pop before my ass even touches the bench. I stand back up slowly, adjusting the panties back into position and savour the feeling. I instinctively place my hand on my cock and give it a rub through the cotton of Emmy’s panties and can feel myself so close to orgasm just a few strokes would have me exploding again, which makes me think twice and remember I should really text Emmy for.