Kirsten looked at Jane and grinned. "Can we wait for her?" I saw both girls looking me up and down. Jane's gaze lingered on my tight, hairy chest, whi...e Kirsten made little pretence of NOT noticing the bulge in my tight blue shorts.I stepped aside and waved them in. The walked up the stairway to the kitchen above, first Jane, the Kirsten. From below and behind I could see right up Kirsten's short skirt to her fine round bottom covered in a thin layer of patterned cotton. As she walked I could. Am?lie was straddling my cock a little too much, soinstinctively, I tried to think about something else to avoid earlyrelease. I had pretty good control, but the wine had caused her to bemore involved than usual.Perhaps unsurprisingly, I thought about my job and how bored I was init, even as I entered Am?lie. It allowed me to maintain my control. Tenminutes later as I was climaxing, our bodies entwined and such thoughtswere ripped from my mind. The bliss of the moment and the soft afterglowas I. Passing mine along the way, he yelled out "Fi, i'm home sweety!"."I hear you! Just doing some homework!" I yelled back. In fact I was sitting on my bed, nervous as hell! Hearing him call me sweety always made me feel good. We were always close, Dan seeing himself as my protector and I always felt safe and warm around him.I left him alone for half an hour, then plucked up the courage to confront him. Throwing my nerves aside I took a deep breath and opened his door, boldly striding in. As. His huge cock was about half way in now. Oh Molly, daddy can feel your little cherry, he pretended. Do you know what your cherry is? Claire was dizzy and wanted nothing more than to be impaled by this huge cock entering her. She played along, though, enjoying the intensity that was building. No daddy, what do you mean you feel my cherry? Where is it? she coyly asked. Oh baby, its right where the tip of my cock is. Can you feel the tip of daddys cock inside you? Youve got a little cherry there.