..ghost himand on a friday night he txted me a picture of all 3 daddy cock out, bbc coming for me''get that living room pitch black and on your knees'...a knock on my door 15 min later i close every light feeling like a sluta cock sucker who suck big hardblack cock dress prettyit was dark, they were naughty and pumping my face in turni was slap by bbc on my face feeling how weak and stupid easy i was getting cock in my mouth i mean 3 guy hard in the dark i realized i was a puppet once my daddy. We were still going as he spewed his seed into me, and I dug my nails into his spine while Dallas panted my name and released the last of his climax. The last of his warm seed oozed into me and I met his deep blue eyes with a weary smile. Dallas gave my lips a gentle kiss. I told you, he panted. Told me what? I asked but I was about to fall asleep. That Id take care of you. He carried me off to the bed, and I sank into the warm mattress while I caught my breath and came back to reality. The bed. Are you going to stay and watch?” Loren asked as we drew close to my boys room.“Oh yes,” I said with a smile, “and if Ash wishes it, I will join in.” I saw Loren grin at that, relief and taboo desire on her face.“Ashton honey,” I said as we stepped into his room. He glanced back, and I saw that he was on a video chat with a beautiful Indian woman. The woman ducked back from the feed once she heard my voice.“Lakshmi,” Ashton said, “was just telling me how beautiful her daughters are and how much. So we do what we do, hang out, talk, his son acting as interpreter in between. I notice his wife was nowhere to be seen, I didn't question it with either the dad or his son. The father, this late 50 year old was looking at me, constantly. I can't tell you if I'm an expert at reading messages, but I kinda had an image in my mind that he did want me. Can't really tell his son to tell him if he wanted sex or not, would of been a very awkward conversation. I winked at him, he got that message..