Go on baby, I'll call you later."He grumbled, but he got up, got dressed and she walked him to the door. When he was gone she came back into the livin... room and stood in the doorway looking at me. Watching them had gotten me hard again and I was sitting on the couch stroking my cock with my right hand. I still had the wash rag in my left and she walked toward me with those 38s swaying and a streak of cum running down the inner thigh of her right leg. When she got to the couch she reached down. I feel the rush of the train as it enters the station. I can see Maisie shaking her hand at me as it goes by and I walk in her direction. The train comes to a stop and she opens the door; she struggles with the three pieces of luggage but manages to get them on the station before I reach her. As I do, she drops her bag on the floor and rushes into my arms. Her legs leave the floor and before I know it they’re wrapped around my waist and she’s hugging me tightly.“I’ve missed you, dad.”“I’ve. “Don’t tell me you’re here to play.”Taken aback, I only peeped out a, “I guess I am.”“Look at it this way, Frankie,” the shorter, skinnier pug-nosed sandy brown haired guy said. “We’ll be the first to see how good he really is.”Sensing they were trying to intimidate me to favor their odds, I smiled brightly and asked, “Have you ever seen a pig fuck a cow?”When they opened their mouths to respond, all they heard come out of their mouths was oinks out of Don, the pug nosed guy, and moos out of. He watched her headbob and felt her lips tighten each time the head passed betweenthem. Her hands play with his balls. Then, she suddenly stopped andlaid back. He arose and tried to mount her for another good screwwhen she told him that she was too sore and wanted only to pleasehim. She lay on her back in a position that let her head hang overthe arm of the sofa and instructed Bill to stand behind her. As shedropped her head back, it was perfectly aligned with his penis. Shereached for his cock.