As she walked into her office, she saw him sitting behind her desk, grinning his mischievous grin. For a moment she was startled, and then a smile cro...sed her face."Hello, pretty lady. I hope that look of surprise is a pleasant one." He said softly.She walked across the room to his side of the desk, "To what do I owe this pleasure?" It occurred to me that I'd enjoy knowing you walked into this office everyday thinking, the manufacturer didn't tell me this desk was for more than just writing" He. The sound of thunder. By the heavens she missed Miami. Sure hurricane season was a problem, and it did rain every day, but that was nothing like the thunderstorms of the Midwest. Usually Colleen found the sound of the thunder and the flash of the lighting to be rather relaxing. But that was not the case tonight. Tonight she was hunting. After having burned down the penthouse she was staying at in Miami: Colleen had headed north up interstate 75 not sure of where she was heading. She had been on. I gave Michelle's butt a couple of love taps and she shifted her feet down and climbed into the van's passenger seat. If her smile was any wider I'm sure her face would have split into pieces. It was so nice to see her so happy.The smile on Lindie's face echoed our daughter's too. I leaned into her for another sampling of those fantastically soft and inviting lips. I sighed at the contact. It took great restraint not to drag her into the back of the van and..." Well, you get the picture.Then. The girls went to work on me and got me hard again. They rolled dice for turns, and Karen won.She straddled me and dropped down on my dick, letting it slide inside her pussy all the way.“See, I was wet and ready for you, baby.” Karen told me.She rode me hard and gave herself a bunch of orgasms.“You look like a girl riding a Sybian. Why don’t you fuck my daddy’s cock like he’s a man, not your orgasm machine?” Monica demanded.Karen stuck her tongue out at Monica and rolled us over so she was on.