I stared straight into the adorable, baby blue eyes of my own daughter, Amerys, or as we called her, “Amy!” She wasn’t just my daughter, of cour...e. She was also a married woman, Mrs. Wilhelm Guttmacher. She grinned and winked at me, not giving me a chance to object as she lowered her head to put her sweet lips on my cock. A few seconds later, and half of my dick was buried in her mouth. She was busy licking and sucking my prick clean, not that it was really dirty in the first place. She winked. I was biting my bottom lip down from keeping myself from moaning on this packed flight. All you could hear were my soft whimpers. David whispered in my ear, “I want to taste you, Alice. Can I?” I looked around, needing him, wanting this...but there were too many people here. “David, I don’t think that’s even possible.”He gave me a smirk and told me to trust him. He started to unzip my jeans. He pushed my panties to the side and pressed one of his fingers into my folds. “Fuck, baby, is that for. Game start hua first round me mera sabse small number aaya maine aapna tshirt utar diya second round me michal ne aapne thirt utara third round me phir mai phas gaya maine apana lower nikal diya aab mai sirf frenchy me tha next round me neha ko small nuber aaye bho sochane lagi bra panty to bho pahali hi utar chuki thi phir bhi usne aapna top utar diya uske boobs aa hamari samane nangi thi wase to mai daily nange use dektha tha per us din ki wxcitement kuch or hi thi usne doni hatho se aapni. Mom told her that I was going to fuck her every day and my sister told Mom that I was going to fuck her every day too. Mom then told my sister that the two of them needed to teach me what to do to make it better for them. She also told me that if they enjoyed it more, that I would enjoy it more too.It quickly got to where they were coming to me to get fucked two and three times a day. The more I got laid the less angry I was and the less I punched them in their tits.Surprisingly both Mom and my.