He pulled out and dropped some more lube on his fingers. Then pushed them in again. He had slowly pushed the two whole fingers in, and Jenny moaned lo...dly.He folded his fingers inside her and rubbed the lube on the walls gently. But he stopped when he felt his fingers graze against a bit tougher but smooth skin inside. It was easy to notice because of the difference in softness in the skin. But the spot was very tender.Jenny arched back, closing her eyes, and let out a deep sigh. It was her. Say, ‘I want your cock Sam,’ I wanna hear it.” Still without moving my lips too much off the bulge in his pants, I said, “I want it Sam. I want your cock.” And I figured it wouldn’t hurt to add something like, “Please, I want it so bad.” And here’s the thing, I was telling the complete and honest truth. I did want his cock. I’d wanted it for almost a year. Like I said, I had a big crush on Sam. And when I could, I watched him. I just happened to have to go into the. Sammy was moaning and wriggling about on the bed and my wife Amy making slurping noises and she was enjoying it, well they both were, I tried to speak but all that came out was a slight mumble which was enough to make Amy take her face out of my daughters pussy and look at me, my head started to spin and I started to feel faint, I can explain, its not as bad as you think cried Amy, I started to run downstairs to head for the door and as I opened it I heard Sammy say daddy please come back I ran. Our eyes were locked, our breathing was heavy, our movements began to compliment one another. "Oh God, oh golly!" she moaned. "You feel so good. . . you are so good. . ." I felt like a champ, watching her may have taken my mind off how good my cock felt sliding in and out of her wet tight pussy, because when I focused my attention on my cock, I started to feel that wave wash over me. Oh no! I didn’t know really what to do. I kept pumping away, for sure, but I warned Becky fast as I.