I somehow managed it.She held my dick and cleaned it with a small towel. Then she said “wow it is still hard after cumming , I like it” then she h...ld my dick and escorted me out of the bathroom. It was then I saw the husband with a whisky glass in his hand. He had a hardon in his shorts. I believe even he was enjoying the show which we had put on.Then she asked me to wear the condom. I obliged. Then she helped me to put on the dotted condom. Then she jerked my dick 3-4 times as it was already. ‘It’s not true,’ she said sitting down again somewhat defeated, ‘it’s not true, not true! He wouldn’t have told you.’ ‘Well, he did tell me so what’s not true, that he’s Silvio’s father or that you want him, love him?’ ‘Look,’ she said her attitude softening somewhat and she became very agitated, ‘what we did we did once, a long time ago when I was very young and he was very sad. Yes it’s true he’s Silvio’s father. Only my family know. Why did he tell you. I don’t love him, well, I love him as. I let her pull back as I rested my cock in her mouth. After a few moments, I released my bladder and she began to swallow to drain my bladder as she had drained my balls.Isaac had unzipped and used Heather’s mouth similarly. We had barely time to straighten our clothing before our meal was served. Our server looked like she had seen much of what we had done and might be willing to join in. I didn’t ask and she said nothing.We finished our meal and I paid leaving a big tip. Once out in the limo,. I could—KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!“Daddy, hurry up!” my daughter said. “And you better not stink it up!”Fear shot through me. I gasped and ripped the panties from my cock. I quickly stuffed them in the clothes hamper they had been lying against and ripped up my boxers and sweatpants. They did a vain attempt to hold my erection in place, my cock throbbing. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands, so aware of my daughter outside the door.“Jesus,” I muttered. I had to get a grip. She was my daughter. I.