Every time he saw one of them he had to fight the hard-on and raging lust they invoked by reminding himself that this was his daughter and incestuous ...houghts were wrong... not that it helped ease his lust... but thus far he had managed to stop thoughts of screwing her from fully forming by repeating those things over and over in his mind. With her straight, shoulder length blond hair, bedroom blue eyes, DD chest, and slim figure she would invoke any man's baser urges... or so he consoled. Chelsea sits next to her caressing her arm and back trying to calm her down. A few hours later and after two bottles of wine, they hatch a plan to get back at the guys. They exchange cell number and make plans to meet during the week to work out the details. As Chelsea goes to leaves, she leans in to give Annie a hug and a kiss on the cheek, but Annie’s head turns and their lips touch. Tentatively Annie kisses Chelsea and Chelsea kisses her back. After a minute or two, they break apart and. In there it was all about dick and ass. There was no pretty boy posing, stand and model, pick the most glamorous boy in front of all the others and make a big show of taking him back to a private room.No, it was just about sex, and that was what made it so exciting and attractive. It didn’t matter what you looked like, as in the dark we were all the same, just men looking for sex. We were all there for the same thing, so it didn’t matter. Find the right size dick, suck it up or off, or stick it. She said that the only thing she could think of was that my wife and son couldn’t hear her, and i asked “is that good dear, do you like me fucking you?” She tried not to answer but i added, “do you like it darling?” to which she gasped “yes, oh yes.” I started to fuck her even faster and i realised i too was coming. We lay motionless for a while, both probably hoping that we hadn’t been heard, and then she said, “that was fantastic, you’re a great fuck you are.” I kissed her and said “i want.