“Disgusting. Tut tut. You sneaky little masturbator.” she said, and rolling up the offending publication, brought it down rapidly several times on...the vicar’s wobbly bottom.“You sneaky deviant! Don't do it again.” she scolded and continued beating him with the magazine. "Don't do it again!" No mistress. Ow!"The vicar grunted away and cried for mercy. After a minute of this Mrs Jones instructed her husband to stand up which he did. His trousers were down to his knees and an erect penis stood out. This was too much. I couldn't control my eyes any longer, seemed like they had a mind of their own and traveled down to her tits and then down to her pussy.The bra barely covered her tits and the white see thru fabric let me see my daughter's dark, fully erect nipples. Her clit and pussy lips were visible under the small patch of see-through material that covered her pubic area."Jenny, I might be able to find whatever you're looking for," I mumbled.My daughter was standing just a few feet away. I rubbed my hands all around his abdomen and his 28" waist and rubbed my hands seductively over his abs again. Then I made him turn around and I started on his back. I scrubbed and massaged his athletic back and felt the smoothness of his tanned skin. John was still breathing with shivers with each breath. I beheld the curve in his back that made his ass pop. John put the bubble in his butt that's for sure. As I scrubbed each buttocks, I kneaded them back and forth opening his long crack so. I kiss my way down lower, biting here and there, licking a trail down his chest and stomach... i'm getting wetter and wetter, the lower i go. I look down at his basketball shorts and see the bulge i've been waiting all day for. He's still sleeping when i pull his shorts down, but his breathing gets crazier. I'm holding his dick in my hand, and my mouth is watering. i don't take any chances when it comes to me being fucked.I swirl my lips and tongue around his dick, he moans in his sleep.i suck.