“MMMM rip it.” I moaned, smiled and went back to sucking cock. I heard the fabric tear and felt it taught against my body just before it gave way ...nd my tits were finally exposed.“Fuck! Her tits are perfect!” Mr. Finnegan declared as he felt me up. “I know she’s your daughter Jonesy but I don’t know how you can keep your hands off of these fucking tits.”“I don’t!” Daddy answered. There was a brief moment of what I can only describe as silence as that comment sank in but after it did it was like. I ground my cock into her wet pussy. No moisture with my sheathed cock sticking through the fly of my jeans. But I could feel her sloppiness through the latex. She squeezed and I pumped and we sucked face. I picked up the pace and we increased intensity. I was thinking about her perfect tits, how I couldn't get at them. Worked my dick into her. I thought about this mouth locked on mine, how I wanted more of it. The opposite of thinking of things to delay cumming. Quick and short thrusts, lots. You fuck like you’re demented, but you aren’t in a hurry. You seem genuinely interested in my pleasure.” I nodded, yes. Then she said, “Move in with me.” I kissed her then fucked her ever-loving brains out again. That’s all the reply she needed.We ran out and scooped up all my stuff from the hotel. While I was doing that, Vic scheduled a week off for herself as I wasn’t reporting to work for another 8-9 days. She had lots of carryover time accumulated, and well, she ran the place. We ran out. “Look, I thought you wanted something more special for your first time, but if you wanna do this like a one-nighter, fine by me.” He crossed the room in three quick strides, and grabbed both her wrists in one hand. She was so tiny without her heels on that the top of her head barely touched his collar bones. “Let’s get this shit over and done with then.” Before she could react, he pulled her wrists up high and pushed her back onto the sofa. She let out a surprised yelp, and the first signs of.