I came home from work shaking. I was so excited. Once in the house, my wife shouted at me to strip down and get on the couch. I think I was naked befo...e she finished talking.Sitting there waiting, already sporting a chubby, I heard her coming. I could hear her high heeled shoes clacking with every step she made down the hallway. Until in the doorway she stood. I was blown away. My jaw was dropped, and my cock was at attention. Her black hair was in pigtails, shouting the innocent school girl.. Mr Smith drew heavily and as he was about the exhale Sarah kissed his mouth passionately and deeply taking all his 2nd hand smoke before exhaling it herself.“You like that Daddy?” Sarah asked.“You fucking know I do, you perfect little slut” Mr Smith replied, reaching up to massage his daughters perfect tits and pierced nipples. By now Sarah had straddled her Dad, her cunt only inches from his face. “Eat me, Daddy” she breathed harshly and dropped her bald cunt on her father’s face. He. I told Rachel and so she came to take a look as she stood beside me I felt the sexual tension rising, I slipped behind her as she gazed through the net curtains watching William toiling and sweating, I then placed my hands on her waist, she tensed but did not move away so I lent into her and allowed my hands to move up to her breasts and gently cup them feeling the firm nipples through her top, again she did not move away so I slipped them inside her top and fondled her bra less breasts, she. "Of course."She nodded her head and I didn't know how much of this was normal and how much was the alcohol talking. I took a minute to look her over closely. She was a short, slightly plump woman, with a nice shape. She might be a few pounds overweight, but it was nicely distributed. She was wearing a typical black cocktail dress showing a little cleavage that went to her knees. She looked right at me when she spoke again. "Damn right. I would rather see a good-looking man in a nice tennis.