It spreads me to new lengths, and I take it. I’m offering him all the need and desires he wants from me. He pulls my hips back, impaling me as he be...ins to thrust. He is slow at first, then harder, taking me. He’s taking me for his own satisfaction. His hands slide from my hips, across my ribs, and back to my taut breasts. He fucks me hard, harder than ever before. I keep myself squeezed around him, as he keeps fucking me. My nipples are rock hard, ready for his touch. I welcome the much. I put make up and perfume on and let my hair down, flipping it so it looked tousled and sexy- and I was good to go. The thought of what was to come was getting me wet. I and his wife have flirted a little and I just knew inside that this dinner was going to be about more than just food and conversation. She came to pick me up just like she promised because my car was at the shop. I saw her suppress a gasp when she saw me but pretended not to- playing it as if I didn't know she was attracted to. . well of course,” he stammers. “I think they are very pretty.”“Pretty, Daddy?” she says, hiding her smile and instead flatting her pink cat ears. This is going perfectly. “I want you to find them sexy though.”“I do!” Caleb almost shouts, blurting out his response. He cannot help it and curses himself right after for his total lack of self-restraint.“Then, will you kiss me?” the girl asks, batting her eyes. “Just a little?”Caleb is dumbstruck. He has already gone further than any man should. I particularly enjoyed seeing my parents dancing; they both looked so happy, so proud to see Leslie getting married. After the waltz, we shifted into one of our usual ‘wedding dance music’ sets; most of the guests were up and dancing. Eventually it was time for Leslie and David to go, I wished them well, and we packed up and headed back home. It was a great day, not just seeing my sister getting married and participating in the wedding, but being back playing with the others again.With the.