”I grinned. “Not all the tutors.” Magdalena had a spectacular bosom and she made the most spectacular moans when she came beneath me.John's eyes...flickered to my wife embroidering in the corner, her impressive bosom, enhanced by her pregnancy, displayed by her plunging, square-cut bodice lined by lacy ruffles. She had the blonde hair of a Princess of Zeutch, the shattered lands to the east. “Yes, I imagine the sort of lessons you endeavored at,” John laughed. “I hope you know of the High King.”I. ” I sighed as Haylee hooked her finger in the waistband of my shorts. “Mmmm, can I really see it now, please?” She whimpered as she pulled my shorts down farther and bit her lip.“If you want, and only if you want.” I sighed as she began to moved her hips forward and backwards. “I do, I want to so bad.” She whimpered through heavy breathing as I watched her look right at my covered dick.“Go ahead baby, take daddy’s shorts off.” Allysa said making her look at her mom and press her head against my. She jumped up and wanted me to piggyback her into my room. I wasn’t going to say no. She whispers in my ear “i had hoped that one day we could do this daddy”.We reached my room and I laid her down on my bed. She reached behind her to undo her skirt. I told her “no, leave that on. I like a girl in school uniforms”. I pulled my shirt off and then slid my shorts off releasing my 8 inch hard cock from its prison. It stuck straight out and was that hard it was almost painful.Sage looked down between. As we lay there afterwards Wendy asked if she could share a story with me the next time. I replied of course. She had me thinking about what her story could be for days, really dragging it out. Then on a Saturday morning Wendy got up early had a quick shower and simply put on a pair of strappy high heels, saying I think it's time for your story. Pulling back the bed covers Wendy asked if I remembered her telling me about the exchange year she took while she was at university, spending a year in.