He entered me, hard and filled me with his manly cock.I just remembered screaming at my dad to fuck me hard. I felt his weight, my dad's weight, on to... of me. I arched my back, raising my hips, taking him inside me to the hilt. I could feel his balls against the lower part of my pussy lips as I came right then. I convulsed, my pussy clamped around my dad's cock so hard he couldn't even move.I felt him hit my cervix, causing my eyes to roll back and my pussy to throb, I felt so full. He slapped. She didn't want to dwell on her husband and changed the subject to sports. Hugh was a former soccer player or football as he called it. She showed the necessary interest in the conversation although her mind was on something else. They finished with an after-dinner drink of cognac before heading back to the hotel. There was no misunderstanding about their after dinner activities. It was a little after ten when they entered his suite in room 743. Her black evening gown fell to the floor as. I leaned forward, keeping him taut with my right hand, I slid my left hand under his balls and gently squeezed. I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked up his shaft. He felt warm and firm against my tongue as I slid upward gliding up to his cock head. I opened my mouth and closed my lips softly over his engorged mushroom head. I swirled my tongue around his head and teased his slit with the tip of my tongue as I slid him from my mouth. I was doing to Rob what I've always enjoyed my wife doing. I put thecovers back in their original position and started stacking the drawersmore or less where they had been. I took off my nightie and hung it backup in the closet next to the one Miranda had been wearing. When I wasfinished, all that was left was the pile of Miranda's own clothing. Ipicked up her panties and sniffed them deeply, only to have Miranda walkthrough the door."If you like them that much," she joked, "you can keep them. In fact, Iinsist on it. I have to go home now, my mom will.