Kinky, okay?" Promise," Heather nodded. "Although it might be fun to leave you tied to the bed while I called down for room service." You wouldn't!" I...said, my eyes I'm sure growing as wide as silver dollars."You were going to leave me in the bedroom and watch a baseball game on television," Heather huffed, while I burst into laughter."I was not," I laughed."You said you were," she replied."You were naked, dripping wet for me... how could any man leave that behind?" You mean it?" she asked,. For maybe 10 minutes or so we sat there, she was making feeble attempts at conversation, I knew what she really wanted, but she was shy, and nervous. She had just started mumbling something about the weather when I shushed her, I put my finger to her lips and told her to relax. Maybe the shyness was a front? I dont know, but with that she pulled me on top of her and we started to kiss, she immediately put her hands im my shirt and undid my bra, demanding that I take of my shirt. She was in. . daddy.. you’re cock is bigger than I ever dreamed.. your filling me up.. your fucking filling me up daddy” was Bridget’s response. Her cursing just made Paul harder.. That innocent little tramp talk is always a turn on.. For 10 minutes Paul fucked his tv-daughter good and hard.. As he looked down.. he watched Bridgets tight pussy lips almost sucking his cock with each stroke. Her sweet asshole.. begging to be touched.. Paul rubbed her clit from underneath and lubed his fingers.. Then he. Just as I thought it, it happened she slowly raised her hips allowing me to slide her panties off. As I set them to the side I slid my boxers off. “Oh god you are huge.” Jules whispers, as she gazes at my rock hard 7 and ½ inch penis.“And it’s all yours baby.” I whisper right back. I slide my head back towards her waist and give her slit a lick. It was already so wet, and before I could even get her off she pulled me up to kiss her again. “I can’t wait, next time.” Jules said as she grabbed my.