I then stepped into the skirt and put on the sweater.I finished the outfit with a pair of Karen's black flats.Karen then turned to my hair. The Father...had not permitted me or mywife to have haircuts in six months. My wife's bob had turned into longhair, while my hair was getting long itself. Karen combed out my hairas I watched the Father's daughters lead my wife out of the cottage andto our new home.My wife entered and saw the new me. She had tears in her eyes. Karenannounced to us that we. .. she closed the door with lock and then began to lower her skirt softly – She said: Later, Of course baby… from the first time I noticed in your eyes that you wanted me so bad, She replied straight away, "What would you like to do to me ?” – every seconds later I had fewer words to say ... she took off her clothes and I asked stupidly: Do you want me to undress myself completely ?... and she did not answer, just walk over me with her jiggly big fat ass naked and put my hands on her big soft. I can't even remember the last time I had to wank. Arlene makes sure when I'm horny, she is either there to suck my cock or ride me until I unleash stream after stream of my creamy sperm deep in her pussy or down her throat into her belly. I just love how her tongue twirls round the head of my cock before she engulfs the whole thing in her mouth, or the feel of her hot wet pussy lips gripping my cock as I slide in and out of her, bringing us both to orgasm. Dad's long weekend business trips. All-in-all, it could be a pretty good trade off. That night we spent watching a little tv, playing board games and just relaxing. When the girls went in to change into their pajamas, Bobby and Marty went into his room to have a chat, presumably to talk about the “camp” the next day. When they came out, Bobby was a little flushed and I detected a slight bulge in his pants. Marty went right to our bedroom, to do who knows what. Probably, she needed to masturbate or something. I finally.