I felt her hands on my ass as she pressed against me - more and more, until my cock popped inside Greta’s hot little pussy.“OH YES! I have your co...k in my pussy. We’re fucking now, aren’t we?”“Yes, and you need to move your sexy ass up and down as I fuck you. Roll your hips like you’re the one with the cock and you’re trying to fuck me.”“OH DAMN! I love this. Can I have some more?”As she looked up at me, Halle moved across the bed and smiled down at her, just before she pressed her lips to. She had dark blonde wavy hair that fell to her shoulders. It was pulled back behind her ears, but otherwise nothing held it in place. Her makeup was heavily applied, black eye liner and mascara made her eyes darker than they normally would have been. A dark blush on a light cream base brought out her cheek bones, making them lusher. Dark red lipstick helped the natural pucker her lips had. Those lips were made for kissing and other things. A black corset held her slender waist in check. The top. Liz headed upstairs to change but I wasn’t sure why she bothered when she returned. She had put on a sleeveless tank top that obviously was designed to be worn over something else (but wasn’t) and a pair of loose gym shorts that reminded me of pictures I’d seen of basketball teams from the 1970s.She had her seldom-used laptop tucked under her arm as she took my hand and led me into her private office. I had rarely been in there, preferring to permit Liz to have a place in her own home that was. Jalal stepped up, his cock tenting his jeans, both my sons looking so hungry at their sister. “Strip naked then get us ready to fuck your whore-holes.”“Yes!” Leyla panted like the little slut she was.“What is this?” Todd asked as he watched my daughter rip off her blouse, her round, teenage titties bouncing out, nipples brown and hard. “Jesus, that’s your daughter and your sons and...”Jalal seized my daughter’s right tit and squeezed hard, saying. “That’s it, slut. You’re going to make us both.