Rachael was no virgin, obviously, and loved his touch, spreading her legs and raising her knees. Bill moved around (I was watching) to eat her pussy l...ke a starving man. Rachael responded by raising the angle of her hips until Bill’s head was almost directly above her. It was now time and Bill moved slowly forward over Rachael letting her thick bush rub down his abdomen until his hard, erect dick touched her vagina. I doubt she needed to, but Rachael reached down and guided Bill’s swollen dick. She replied: Maybe next time it will be at our place.I quickly sent her a picture of me half-naked and got the response, OMG.I laughed and sent, See you Monday at work.I was very horny by now and I went on my app and got the message that Jonathan would be joining me. I hoped he was cool.An older gentleman carrying a bag got in the car and greeted me in what sounded like a British accent. He’d come out of a restaurant in the same block, and I thought he was drunk. As the driver pulled off, I. Dad pointed to the couch and told me to have a seat. I did as told. Dad then took the chair from behind the desk and put in down just a few feet from where I sat. Son, he said, I could feel him looking at me, but I couldnt look back, you know I love you, dont you? Well, I might not have even been twelve-years-old, but I knew that an opening like that meant that the rest wasnt going to be so pleasant. I nodded. I did know that my dad loved me. He was never shy about telling me, or even showing. My breath was erratic as I listened to his footsteps. It was irrational of me to even fear the he had seen me; I had dashed away before he was even fully awake! My hands were beginning to perspire around the remote control I held onto. He sat down beside me not saying a word. The air was tense as I trembled in anxiousness. He always said something to me when we were near. He called me his princess, his little girl; he made jokes, or told me about his day. This morning was different, he sat.