I’m struggling to stand up as my stiletto heels sink into the deep carpet, so he uses one of his harms to pull both of mine behind my back, restrain...ng me and holding me up. With his free hand, he plays with my tits, alternately slapping and squeezing them.Suddenly, he releases my right arm.“Play with yourself,” he demands. “I want to feel you cum with my cock buried deep inside you.”I do as he says. In spite of the situation, I feel the lust building within me. I frantically stroke my swollen. A sound made us conscious of where we are, she quickly let go of me turned around and opened the door and we rushed in.Once in, the heat was insatiable we just hugged each other and kissed wildly, I put her against the wall and kissed her hard let my tongue into her mouth sucked on hers, pulled her head back and went down to her neck kissed there licked and bit her she started breathing hard and moaning I turned her around and put her on the sofa took her top off while she scrambled to take my. ’ ‘The one you brought?’ ‘No, the one she had chosen to wear tonight.’ ‘The ugly black one she wore to your birthday party.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Hmm, I wondered what could have happened to the dress.’ Stephanie looked at Amanda. ‘Grace is usually so careful with her belongings. It doesn’t make sense she wouldn’t have noticed something wrong with her dress before now.’ ‘Yes, strange isn’t it?’ * * * Stephanie pulled out several tiny pieces of silver lingerie out of the bag she carried and gulped. The. She turned around and John had a hand on each boob now. Christa said, that’s it dad, touch my tits. She let it continue for a little longer before she said, take yours out. Obeying orders, John followed his daughters command and pulled his shorts and boxers to the ground and stepped out of them.Christa slowed her rocking and leaned forward as if she was about to take her father into her mouth. She stopped just before him as my cock slid out of her pussy and slapped against my stomach. John.