She lives on her own single and has a good job, I never once thought about fucking her, until one night. She has me wrapped around her finger, I would...do anything for my baby girl. Me and wife argue a lot mostly over money and sex, either spending too much or not fucking enough. My daughter is the spitting image of my wife. I am a sex addict i fucked co workers, neighbors, you name it. On our anniversary me and the wife went to dinner, drinks had a good time, went back home and I was ready to. Grinning I say, “Now it ‘s shower time, and I’ve three trainees who have to show they know how to have a shower. Let’s get cleaned up.”Purra smiles as she jumps out of bed, and grabs my hand to drag me off the bed to the shower. The others laugh as they follow us. Purra washes my front and proves she’d learnt her lesson well, so well I’m almost at attention by the time they’ve finished washing me. I step out and Sarai dries me while her sisters wash each other.BreakfastWe arrive in the kitchen. So, I placed myself in slut mode and got up from the sofa and walked towards him. I asked him for the keys to the door. He handed them to me. I walked to the door, turned over the sign so that “Closed” was visible to the outside, then I locked the door and left the keys in the lock.I walked back to Pete, who was by now standing at the client end of the counter. I walked up to him grabbed his buckle and opened his belt. I unzipped his trousers and sank down on my haunches pulling his trousers. “Oh God, please don’t wake me. I must be dreaming.” Ian prayed. Fran extricated herself slightly, just enough that she could pull her dress up to remove it. Seeing this Ian helped her, lifting it over her head and throwing it to the side. He groaned more loudly when he saw her body. Her breasts straining in her flesh coloured bra. The nipples hard and pointed like pencil erasers. His head bent towards them as he kissed, licked and sucked the skin around her cleavage. Ian pulled the top of the.