This was definitely the right room. Near the dress was also a matching set of sheer black lacy bra and panties. Seeing Marcys undergarments on display...like that really hammered the point home for Paul: they were really gonna have sex again. His stomach sank, though whether it was from a sense of self-loathing, or simply the blood racing to his cock, he couldnt say. He continued on to the closed wooden door at the end of the room. He opened it. The bright florescent light of the bathroom was. Father and daughter were lusting together as if they had been starving for each other all of their lives.Each began to lose their sense of the world around. First, the outside sounds disappeared and they could only hear each other's breath and the soft moans that escaped from between their locked lips. Their hearts were pounding; their excitement was quickly rising.Al's cock was painfully hard; throbbing and twitching, while Michelle felt herself growing first warm and then wet between her. I sucked on my finger and tasted that blood too. Such was the heat in me that evening.“Can I come in now my lady?” I said. “Please do my master. Your slave is burning for you.” And she spread her thighs as I placed myself between them. I gently went in her, and not wanting to cause her pain, I slowly, very slowly, went in gradually, till I felt I was touching her womb.” My God. I am impaled. And I feel as if I am floating. My master. My lover. My He-man. How wonderful it feels with you inside. Yeah baby, don't stop! Fuck me hard." Oh baby, I'll fuck you hard!"I started to thrust a little faster and harder, till her moans and mine became one and we were rocking side to side with each pounding I gave her. She cried and moaned, while my dick was plowing that tight slit of hers. "From behind baby, fuck me like a dog"Who was I to deny her request? I positioned us in doggy style position and resumed our hardcore fuck fest. I was busy pounding her twat when I found myself really.