It wasn’t exactly the same thing of course, but it still affected Linda to some extent. Whatever I was doing though was fine in the end because my w...fe trusted me implicitly. All of my commands and legwork with my wife and daughter were beginning to pay off; all I was doing now was taking advantage of the situation I had created.I could see the end in sight for my goal - my goal that until not that long ago I didn’t know I had; to have both my wife and daughter with me in my bed. Together. It. She has a pleasant face and a pretty smile, though. I rated her a solid seven and a half.“My mum was supposed to pick me up after school,” Cheryl explained, “but she’s just texted to say she’s got to work overtime to meet a deadline. Would you mind walking me home?”“No problem.” Having little experience with girls, I tended to put them on a pedestal, worship them and meekly do their bidding. But in this case, I was mostly being honest. I had done my homework and there was quite a while before I. Miriam's eyes were wide, as was her smile. Her gaze was pure caress. "Morning, darling. How do you feel?" "Hungry," I said, conscious that my voice sounded awfully male. "Like I haven't eaten since day before yesterday." Her laugh was like wind chimes. "Then we'd better get you fed. No headache? No tenderness or inflammation?" "No, Dr. Frankenstein. Your creation feels perfectly well." I slid into bed beside her, tickled the underside of her breast with my nails. . I leaned forward, my tits in Paul's face, and he sucked and bit on them. James positioned himself behind me. He'd been my one and only ass-fuck, so far. His cock was slick from my cunt juices and he pushed against my anus, feeding his thick dick into me. I could feel Paul's cock against the head of my vaginal walls, and James was up against it, too. "Ohhhhh, yes, you fuckers, fuck me..." Paul was happy to let James's thrusts do all the work. He pounded into my asshole as hard as he could. I.