She held it there until I stopped mouthing off and promised to be quite.Jean said " we came out here because Dad is in his bedroom with Sara." She was...one of our house workers. I tried to get up saying " I want to go see Daddy fucking Sara." Paula and Jean piled on top of me. " Ah come on " I said " don't you want to see Daddy fuck Sara."Paula said " no I don't want to see that ugly fat whore. I don't know what he sees in that pig."Jean spoke up saying " you know Daddy will fuck anything that. Within 24 hours, both women could be carrying my child.That’ll take some explaining to the chaps at the golf club, I thought.Becky clamped her long, fine legs round my back and used her heels on my bum cheeks to spur me on. Not that I needed so much encouragement.Her tight pussy created just enough friction for my cock as I ploughed her channel, comfortable, warm, and yet with growing sexual tension. Sometimes, I wish I’d take the time to try a little cunnilingus on her, but invariably the call. ‘Come out to the pool with us.’ she shouted through cupped hands against the glass. Ned opened the door and emerged to stand next to the buxom Willow. She wore just bikini bottoms and flip-flops. Several months prior, Ned had helped Willow with a general coaching tune-up and he recalled the way her breasts had moved, bounced and jiggled as they went through the various sensual routines. He decided to reacquaint himself with them. The too-narrow path to the pool forced Ned to follow behind the. It turns out Maddie’s pussy was being rubbed by my cock through her shorts. She was getting turned on and started grinding away on my cock. “Oh, please stop Maddie” I whispered to her. It felt so good I almost didn’t want her to stop.“Oh fuck that feels good” Maddie mumbled in her sleep. The grinding felt more deliberate on my cock. God, it did feel so good. Maddie shifted her weight on the couch. I was still pinned but, her hand had moved down and was rubbing her hot mound. Thereby.