I then got up and said "Dad, get on the bed and bent over" he didn't say anything he just done it, and as he done it... I got on too and I slapped his...ass and then started to lick his asshole.My dad let out a few moans but not enough to make me want him more... So I kept licking his asshole and I started rubbing his hardon at the same time, as he moaned a little more he said "Oh... Son, ur, ur amazing give me more" what made me do more!I got up and spat on my middle finger and put it in my. Her lips were swollen, as was her clit, and her juices made her slippery. I went right for her clit, which was almost the size of the end of my thumb. Peeling back her lips exposed it, and I flicked it with my finger. As I began to kiss my way down her belly, she pulled her knees up and spread them, totally exposing her treasures. By the time I began to suck her clot, she was emitting a high pitched mewling sound. Two fingers shoved up her asshole changed the mewling into a loud moan. A few. "I sat, unable to respond. I simply wanted to eat, run back to my room, and wedge a chair under the doorknob. Beside the fork and knife was a paperback book.It's colorful, rushed illustration depicted a matronly woman, bare breasted, wearing white panties. She was tied standing to a wall. At her sides were two boys, one with a whip and another with a cattle prod. The bulges in their cotton briefs were unmistakable. Her brown-blonde hair made me think of Anne. I shook my head, to tear my eyes. I sat back and ate slowly, letting each of the girls taste from my plate and accepted bites from each of their forks. Donald gave me a very pleased look, clearly approving of the way I’d handled Colette and enjoying the sight of the four of us bonding over dinner. Tabitha’s expression was unreadable and I knew her mind must be racing behind those eyes. I waited her out, losing myself in the meal and the girls and the moment, but I’d still catch her shooting glances at me from time to time..