Becki gave me the most seductive look I had ever seen from any woman. She kept grinding her pussy on the tongue that was eating her out. She began t... squeeze her tits then held them up to her mouth where she gave each of her hard nipples a flick with her tongue.“You’re going to fuck me daddy? You want to fuck your own daughter in front of your buddies? My cock sucking wasn’t enough for you now you want to fuck me then watch your buddies fuck me too?” I pulled her up onto her feet. I gave. "I didn't say I didn't want to, Marcy. Trust me, I want to. I really want to. But I'm trying to build something here."I harumphed. I didn't get it.Jean-Luc held my chin and tilted my face up. He bent down and gently brushed his lips against mine. "I want to rush too, baby. But I'm trying to build something precious. Really special." Why?" Ahhh..."He seemed like he wasn't expecting that question. "Marcy, everyone's first time should be special. But it's not just that. When I, when Evan, when. I groaned as the mattress creaked beneath me. I rolled over on my back, my breasts jiggling. My thighs rubbed together. This wonderful heat swept through my body. My nipples ached as Mom followed me down with hunger in her dark eyes.Our lips melted together.The incestuous rush shot through me as my mother pressed her busty body on mine. Our mouths worked together, loving each other while the camera and Mrs. Armstrong watched us. I shuddered, my cunt burned. Our tongues danced together. It was. This was probably due to her French upbringing and a youthful fear of unwanted pregnancy that made her guard her maidenhead jealously beyond what was considered normal for a female of her years.There was no mistaking her intent when she spread her arse-cheeks wide for him and quivered her brown hole to wink at him in obvious invitation for impalement.Needing no further encouragement, Miles mounted the widow resolutely and pounded her quite strenuously with much enthusiasm. He was a bit afraid.