We talked a bit longer. We had more beers. Before long Teri and Greg were kissing, which made things kind of awkward for me and Bree. We looked at eac... other and smiled sheepishly, and drank our beers. I was contemplating getting up and leaving when I felt Bree’s hand on my leg. I looked up at her. She was smiling devilishly, and she blinked slowly at me. It was not hard to guess what she wanted. And I don’t know what came over me, but when she moved in to kiss me, I let her. I had never kissed. 'Daddy your cock is out', he stopped and looked down at his crotch, 'So it is, sorry sweetheart', and at that he tucked himself back into his underpants, and sat done opposite me at the table.I continued buttering my toast, the image of his eight inches imprinted onto my toast, as I imagined rolling it up and eating him like a hot-dog.He finished emptying some cornflakes into the bowl and looked at me, his daughter, 'What do you see when you look at me', I asked him.'I see a beautiful young. Our men are past their prime, they like to watch. And we enjoy them watching.”“We are both thirty and bi, we have similar sexual fetishes. Sex with an older bi woman and her man at the same time. Even better if her man is thick and hung,” she tells us with a smile as their men listen and watch for our reaction.“Would you like that while our men watch?”Sarah and I are both looking them over as we decide if we are going to have them for new sexual partners.They are both very attractive size-12. The drive home was nice albeit only about 20 minutes in traffic and as we parked up she turned to me, “Can Kimmy really come for a sleepover daddy?” she asked again and before I could answer she added, “I think she likes you daddy” which although I had already gathered I decided to play it down, “Of course babygirl, you can have any friend over sweetheart, treat it as your home” I replied which is exactly how I wanted it to be, while Vikki was staying I wanted her to treat it as her own home..