Arlene stared in amazement as Ned lifted his ass completely off the bed and his hips locked, his cock throbbing, and suddenly a massive stream of whit... fluid shot out of the tip. It sprayed all over Ned’s belly and chest and was soon followed by a second, but then Flora took the head and much of the shaft into her mouth and sucked so hard her cheeks hollowed. Arlene expected the head to pop out of her mouth, but Flora rode the bucking hose expertly and not another drop was lost as the pulsing. If you don’t mind...”“Have at it,” Adam says, enjoying her taking charge.When the waitress comes back, Paula looks away from the menu and up at the woman. “We’ll start off with the spicy wedge. Then we’ll get potato soup and then French dips.”The waitress takes the menus and leaves.Paula leans forward, across the table, allowing Adam to get a good look at her chest. And she knows that he is looking at her breasts. She smiles at him. “What are you looking at?” she asks, giggling and leaning. My hands were wild, roaming to caress my tits, heaving them high on the back strokes, reaching back to give his big golf balls a re-assuring squeeze, twiddling my clit.Finally they found their place on his rock hard pecs, just as he started to fight back a little, bucking his meat-stick all the way up into me.We groaned and came together, his spurts of spunk triggering my orgasm. It was neither so hot nor copious as Aaron’s was, but it was still the right stuff.After he had collapsed beneath. Up until this point he had assumed that she didn't know the effect those slut outfits, as he had secretly dubbed them, had on the boys at school or the men that she encountered, not to mention his own reaction to them. Every time he saw one of them he had to fight the hard-on and raging lust they invoked by reminding himself that this was his daughter and incestuous thoughts were wrong... not that it helped ease his lust... but thus far he had managed to stop thoughts of screwing her from fully.