Then she stuffs the panties in my mouth. My own taste makes my head swim. Then she really gets to work on me--licking, sucking, biting, fisting, fuc...ing me with her toes, fucking me with household objects, using a plug-in vibrator so I can't just hope that she'll have to stop when the battereis wear down. With the gag muffling everything, I'm totally free to cry out and shout and scream as loud as I have to.Then when I'm soaked in sweat and exhausted and trembling and slippery between my. Why? Well, I had a feeling. I don't know if our 'benefactors' were giving me a hint or it was just a feeling, but that is the direction we went.We drove west for about half an hour first, slowly skirting our way past the worksite. Those who were already there waved to us as we went by. I did a radio check in reply. Emma was able to hear all three of us, loud and clear. I gave her my love and drove on, promising to be back the next night for supper. Naturally, she promised me pie for dessert.As. Feeling everything daddy had to offer Susan responded in kind, moans and groans and the arching of her back and the spreading of her lovely long legs let daddy know that he was on the right track. Discarding his rope I could see daddy’s manhood had swell to full mask as it trailed down her tight flat tummy. But he soon found her open gate to paradise as his hard cock found her tight pussy lips close to him. Pulling back dad knew that another approach was needed. Smiling and winking at my. “I had really become very used to having men at my beck and call, but I knew it was wrong. I resolved to become a ‘good girl’ after we were engaged. But the question of fidelity never came up, and after just a few days of boring faithfulness, it was too easy to start seeing my other lovers again. This time I promised myself that I would turn over a new leaf after taking my wedding vows, because I really loved him and I didn’t want to continue being a ‘bad girl’.”At this point I was burning to.