She dropped down on her knees and ran her tongue up and down his shaft before taking his entire length into the warmth of her mouth. For a few moments... she held the tip of his member between her lips, dancing her tongue over his sensitive bellend. Marcus’s eyes lolled in his head and his body began to quiver and tremble. I watched my wife then engulf his entire length into the warmth of her mouth and bob her head up and down, her cheeks hollowing as she applied a fierce suction that soon had. Finally, she could bear it no longer. ‘Do it to me Daddy, please! I’m not a virgin, and I won’t get pregnant – fuck me, darling, fuck me!’ She may not have been a virgin, but she was still very tight, and I eased into her gently. Chloe stared up at me wide-eyed. ‘Oh, God, Daddy, yes!’ she breathed. I began to slowly move in and out of her, my mouth on hers and my hand kneading her breast. My daughter’s soft young body, her yielding flesh and her hot, stretched vagina were almost unbearably. " "Daddy, what was that for?" she cried, stomping her left foot. "That's for fucking my daughter like that right in my house. Now, lets get her shit packed," Jack said, looking at me. "Again, understood," I groaned, leaning down with my hands on my stomach. "That wasn't nice, Daddy," Autumn said, in a stern voice. Then Jack came to her and gave her a hug. "I'm sorry, Daddy." "I know, me too. Just make sure you keep him in line, my dear," Jack told her, looking at me. "I will." "I'm gonna go to. Barbra called and asked if I could cut her grass soon because it was getting pretty long again. I had cut her grass on a number of occasions, so this wasn’t the first time. Now Ms. Barbra was cute for her age. I would say she was about 50-55 at the time, she had red hair, she lived by herself, had big boobs (at least DD’s), wore glasses, about 5’5, and 150lbs. I never thought about her sexually until I cut her grass that day. I said okay and called her back asking when would be a good time.