Rebecca. She works for Winnie.”“Close, but no cigar. Rachel. What are you doing here?”“I’m on a term’s leave. So, I’m free till February... And you?”“I’m on leave, too. My boy, Rachel’s husband, says I’m on driveabout.”“From... ?”“The Australian Museum. I’m the Director.”“Alone?” [I’d feared this.]“I’m a widower.”“Oh. Sorry. [pause] I’ve been happily divorced for over a decade. It was a demonstration of how right Congreve was.”“I don’t get it.”“In The Old Batchelour [1693], William Congreve. I folded my paper and thought about my approach. “So speaking of late nights” I started. “Was it a good time last night?”“it is nice… you know when we are having sex” she shrugged “but..”“But there is something lacking?”“Yeah sorta” she looked at me “I cannot believe I am talking to my boyfriends Dad about this”“I have always been honest with sons. Now that they have girls they know they don’t have to hide what they are doing.”“ same goes for you Sadie. You have done nothing to be embarrassed. .Make me feel better, come on now." With his other hand he rested an open palm on the back of my head and gently pulled my face right towards his loose hanging balls that rested on the couch. I reached out my flattened tongue to lick it like an ice cream cone and closed my lips on his right ball, slowly rolled my tongue over his musty, salty, but pleasant ball skin. I pulled off my lips and made a lip smacking sound. He let out a long noise that was half moan and half sigh. "Did I do it right?". .." Xavier mumbled.Mara moved her hips rhythmically along her dad's cock, her pussy coating every inch of it. Jacob had his hands cupped on his daughter's smooth ass as she rode him. He brought one hand up to the back of her neck and grabbed her hair firmly. He started pumping into his daughter from beneath her, making her moan even louder."Mmm...Daddy..."Mara pumped her slit against her Daddy and began to cum on his cock, moaning even louder."That's it, baby. Take Daddy's cock in your tight.