She reached for her favorite mug, with the phrase, Mornings Are a Bitch and So am I, setting it down it near the coffeemaker, when all of a sudden she...felt hands around her waist, untying her sash. The robe fell off her body and pooled at her feet. He pushed her forward using the heel of his palm right between her shoulder blades, bending her over the countertop with tremendous force, pressing her face sideways flat to the granite countertop. Her arms flailed, knocking her mug to the ground. The pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful.Oh yes daddy, keep fucking me I’m cumming again! She moaned.We continued fucking each other until my balls ached and Amy had climaxed out. Unbelievably my cock was still hard and she remained impaled as we rolled to the side and locked lips. We continued kissing, softly now, all over each other’s face.Thank you daddy, thank you so much for making love to me and fucking me. She cooed as we kissed. “Now we can do this all the time. I can’t. I pulled my wet face from between her legs as I spun around on top of her. I took hold of her ankles as I got between her up stretched legs. The strap on cock was lying against her pussy as I started to rub it back and forth. It slipped nicely through her wet thick hair down there.“FUCK ME DAMN IT,” Gina yelled out as she reached down for the strap on.Gina guided it to her pussy as I slowly pushed it forward. I ran about half of it in then back out. I fucked her slowly and teasingly for a few. It had been quite a large number of years since his mother fed him like that. He felt like hugging her that instant and propose to her. But then he remembered he had a hard truth to tell her. And he was afraid that would shatter his just found paradise. He had to wait. He had missed her last birthday because he never saw the probability of meeting her those days as they were a little less than friends. And he decided that he should propose to her on her next birthday. Whatever be his.