. 'kay," my daughter suddenly murmured, bringing my attention back to her. I looked down as Aimee shifted, pushing up. She licked and smacked her lips...as she stared at my crotch. My bulge was noticeable."What was that, honey?" I asked."Said... yeah, 'kay," she said, dragging her hands up to my belt. "I'll do'it," she continued, clumsily tugging on my belt.My heart pumped. Was my little girl really doing what I thought she was doing? "A-Aimee, what—"She lifted her face and stared at me as she. I looked closely at Sadie/Pippa and realised she wasn't acting, those were real tears. Mascara began to flow along with the tears. As if on cue Roy Orbison started to sing 'Crying'.I listened to that amazing voice as The Big O hit those high notes, without seemingly opening his mouth.Back in the 'bar' Sadie had stopped crying and started speaking in a quiet voice,"My man was brilliant, everything a girl could want; funny, generous and could fuck for England, so why I had to betray him I'll. As my own climax drew closer I could tell she was about to explode as well, both of us panting in labored breathing, I could feel her heart race as I cupped her breasts in my hands. I felt a rumbling in her canal, or perhaps in her entire abdomen, her vaginal muscles were clenching my cock with spasmodic irregularity. The veins on my dick were standing out from the shaft and rubbed her g spot as I started a pounding rhythm in and out of her, much like a pile driver, and went deeper into. Then his body began to sway and his vision clouded, and it seemed for a moment he would collapse. He put out his hand blindly, encountered the wall beside the window, and leaned his weight against it, his brain filled with the searing mental image of his mother, his mother, receiving every hard, throbbing inch of his uncle's thick, hard penis in the soft hair-fringed folds of her plainly visible pussy! He couldn't believe it, he just couldn't Tony rubbed hot, viscid sweat from his eyes with his.