By the time that Sandrine came, whimpering and moaning very loudly, there was no doubt that she would stick with Daddy and continue their adulterous l...aison for keeps. I hoped to catch them doing it on the Maillol marriage bed someday as well, but that would probably happen given enough time. Seeing Daddy pull Sandrine’s kinky, curly hair as he drove deeper into her twat from behind, taking her doggy-style, I could see that Sandrine was a natural-born slut and would never want to give up this. Angie had picked up on all the things that Sara had and more; growing up on her Dad's ranch had taught her the difference between a working cowboy and the drug store variety. The one Angie had her eye on right now was a working cowboy, of that she was sure. The boots gave it away. They were what they called "mule skin". Made from thick harness leather, they were tough, the heel was a riding heel, and there were scuff marks left by the everyday use of spurs. She saw other things as well. His. But she did want Ray to come; it was a matter of pride with her. And her pussy was beginning to throb just a little, indicating it needed a brief rest from the steady pounding.So she began to softly stroke Ray's sides and back. Then she slid her hand between their bodies. With Ray positioned as he was, it was easy to reach his dick and balls. With Jimmy, she had always gotten a unique thrill whenever she had touched his dick while they were making love. Now, she ran her fingertips around the. ” “Well, apparently, that is not over.” he said. “Read this text and tell me what you think it means.” He handed her the phone. She read it and giggled. “Daddy, gosh, she wants you to fuck me in the ass!” Candy exclaimed. “That is what I thought too! Let’s head into our bedroom,” he said and started to walk into the bedroom. “Oops! I almost forgot the pizza." He dialed the pizza parlor and ordered two pizzas. “OK, now we can go.” His cock was growing just thinking about Candy’s young.