We drove to Kent this took about 90mins on the way we were both very horny,finally we arrived at Rogers house, parked the car and Roger greeted us at ...he door and invited us in, we went into the living room and had a couple of drinks to staedy our nerves, Roger was wearing Jeans and a shirt like me but the bulge running down his leg was massive, after some small talk the tension eased and we went upstairs to the master bedroom to start the fun, on entering the room there was a large bed and a. I caught a slight glimpse of her cleavage, she had well proportioned breasts I thought must have been where her daughter got hers from. I felt my erm member feeling somewhat stiff and erect a bit embarrassing.“Feeling a little excited are we David, or is that fear” said Mrs Whittingham, I just blushed. She then presented the strap in front of me as she had done with her daughter and told me to kiss it.I kissed the piece of leather just like Carol.“Please Mrs Whittingham, administer my. She boldly replied, “is there any chance you could come today or tonight?”. I said I was available and could be there about 8pm. She said, “I’ll be waiting breathlessly, please don’t be any later!”. The conversation had me interested, cautious and hard all at the same time.I freshened up and headed out confident I could find the location again without difficulty. I did arrive just before 8pm and rang the doorbell. Mrs B answered the door immediately almost as though she was watching for me. She. She screamed out for her "Daddy" not to fuck her like the cheap, whore, spunk bucket she was, and then hugged him tight as she felt his hard, pounding cock throb with orgasm. She tried to squeeze her lover's cock with her already fully-stretched anus and knew that she too was ready to come from the continued rubbing of her prostate. Just as Marcus orgasmed and pumped his thick load of spunk in her, Estelle came too and screamed in girly delight."Oh, Daddy, thank you, Daddy" Estelle moaned, as.