“I see you looking at our other girls, they’re out of bounds,” Karen stated. “You guys determine who want to fuck the wife or daughter or both...for all it matters to us.”Karen noted there were fewer boys and more men to fuck than last night. Most of them wanted to fuck Lilly because she is her daughter, is quite thinner, and just as much a slut as the mother.Phones were taken out to record the event as Karen was placed on the picnic table top. She turned around so her head lay over the edge and. We got up earlier than needed to reconnect. Both my penis and her pussy felt delightfully abused by the time we showered and dressed for the day. I asked if riding would be a problem. "I have strong thighs," she said.Neither the young poet nor my sister nor the truck made it back to the Inn by morning. My sister left a message at the desk telling us she decided against riding. The young poet was incommunicado. We left the ranger alone with his consent. He planned calling my grandmother collect. I WALKED OVER TO HER AND SHE SAID SHE WAS SORRY AND MUST HAVE COME IN THE WRONG DOOR.I TOLD HER THAT IT WAS ALL RIGHT BUT SHE WAS STILL STARING AT MY COCK.I SUGGESTED THAT WE SHOULD SHOWER TOGETHER BUT SHE WAS CONCERNED SOMEONE WOULD HEAR US AND REPORT US TO THE MANGEMENT AND THEN HER PARENTS.I TOLD HER NOT TO WORRY AND WE WOULD KEEP VERY QUIET AND GO TO THE LAST CUBICLE FARTHEST FROM THE DOOR AND URINAL WHERE MOST GUYS WOULD GO.I GRABBED MY CLOTHES OUT OF THE CUBICLE AND TOOK HER HAND AND LEAD. I got an instant hard-on (again, even while I’m writing this).I controlled myself even though I wanted to fuck her brains out.Swetha worked in an MNC in Hyderabad and bad days off. One Friday afternoon, she was so horny that she asked me to stay at her place over the weekend.I readily accepted, but on a few conditions: I told her that she would have to wear anything and everything that I asked her to wear and do whatever I ask her to do. She agreed to it.She was so horny at work that I.