She blushed hard as Daddy found her wet patch. "What's this Ashley? have you been doing things with boys?" "No Daddy, I promise, I was just sitting ne...t to Tom." "I don't believe you, only sluts get wet patches in their slutty panties." "I'm not a slut Daddy, I don't let boys see my panties." Then why do you have slutty panties on?" "I...I don't know," Ashley stammered.Daddy moved her so she was straddling his lap and looked her in the eye. "You need to learn what happens to sluts who wear. I knew she was into me, and Imade up my mind that night to split her cherry.We went out several more times over the next few weeks.We would sit together in church, and then she’d spendthe afternoons at my house. My room was a convertedgarage, and you had to go outside to get to the mainhouse. It was the perfect place to take Cindy when myparents settled in for their Sunday afternoon naps.We would always start out kissing, with me telling herhow beautiful she was. Cindy loved the kissing. " You wish." Just last week when..." I could spank your ass," Philip warned.Alex and Jolene shared a glance before they both broke into giggles. Dawn watched with an amused smile."You understand why I can't survive lunch without these people?" Melissa asked.Philip looked at her and smiled but he kept silent."I can understand," Dawn nodded.Jolene and Alex had managed to recover from their giggles now and there was a silent moment around the table. Melissa turned to Dawn and opened her mouth but. I sooooo want her to have an old BBC inside her. As my wife started to cum, I stood up and spread her legs wide and shoved my white cock into her pussy. It felt so tight and hot. I asked what she would like an old BBC to do to her now. I was making my wife lose control and I was enjoying this new found sexual new chapter in our life. I was ready to fuck her and held her ankles with my hands and began to really fuck my wife with considerable pace. Her tits were bouncing to and fro and her.