His breath is ragged and he shoots me a wicked grin. Before I realize what’s happening my daddy is pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it on ...he ground. In two seconds he has my bra unsnapped and off and in the same place as my shirt. I moan as his lips touch my breasts and he starts licking my tits. “Oh Daddy” I groan out and push out my breasts wanting to feel more of the pleasure it is giving me. I feel my hand travel down my stomach and rub my pussy through my jean shorts. I close. "Good. Monique, do you like it here in America, do you like working here at my house?" A little confused, Monique replied "Yes ma'am, I like to work for you". "That's good Monique, and now I have a little job for you to do." Oh yes ma'am! Rita told me to help you with anything you need, especially now, having lost your husband. I am very sorry for your loss."She walked over to the kitchen counter across from where Monique had been scrubbing and leaned back against it before hopping onto. Once I felt his heavy, full balls against the sensitive flesh of my wet pussy, he then slowly pulled his cock out of me. Slowly, so slowly, I felt the muscles of my pussy tighten on the length of his hard, greasy hot stone shaft. I heard the sucking sound as he slid almost all the way out. He looked into my eyes deeply and rammed my cunt hard.I felt his cock somehow deeper again! I gasped and closed my eyes again. I pressed my pelvis into his cock, raising my hips a little."You want Dad's. Her hand shookas she brought the coffee to her lips. She bit her lip asshe felt a tingling between her legs. It grew, as iffingers were brushing against the folds, sending shiveringwaves through her body. Her pussy acted alone, as if itknew it had been seen, and wanted to be seen again. Shesipped again from the coffee, unaware the elevator hadstopped. The old couple stepped off. No one else got on. Theelevator continued upwards. Alicea knew she had to at leastglance at the man. If not, he.