If they were quick about it, she’d have enough time to bake a pie for supper. The apples were hanging heavy on the garden tree; it was time to taste...their ripened juices. It would be apple pie with cold ice cream from the creamery. If they took longer, it would be a cake. Chocolate, she thought to herself. Chocolate and cherries, the last of the berries from the neighbour’s orchard. I’ll dust it with cocoa and make a fresh pot of coffee. The sun beat down even as it drifted toward the soft. I gave her the present and she opened it, she dressed in the new cloths and damn, did she look hot. I then took her to a nice dinner, making her wait outside the room. While outside the room I spread rose peddles all over the bed and placed the bouquet on table near the bed, I knew she would love it! I laid handcuffs, vibrator, and blind on the table next to her side of the bed and a bottle of massage oil. She would get the royal treatment. I also placed a coupled CDs in the player for the. I reached for his cock and started to slowly stroke it. Barbara lowered her pussy down over my father’s face and began to rub it back and forth.I watched as daddy used his long tongue to enter her open hole and started to fuck her with it. As I watched she held my daddy’s head and rocked on his mouth! I took one of her big tits in my hand and lifted it up and started to suck on the hard long nipple. This was going to be a long good night for sex. Daddy hadn’t wasted any time starting and I know. And without any further ado he stormed outside. They were not only fighting but yelling too. “What the fuck?!”, he said again when he clearly heard them screaming: “Bowser’s mine! That sexy b**st is all mine so you better back off!” “Could it be?”, he thought, “Was Donatello having the hots for him?” Only then he saw that all four of them were Donatello. And they were no longer quarreling but instead they were kissing each other passionately. At that moment a large truck passed in the street.