Since we first fucked at the boathouse, that was where Sandy and I always met. I was early that night, maybe a little extra horny with all the talk ab...ut fucking Mom, and waited impatiently in the darkness.I stripped off my clothes and jerked on my rock-hard cock, wondering what was taking Sandy so long. Finally I heard steps on the deck outside and saw her slip inside. I was so eager to fuck, I practically jumped on her, and not until I wrapped my fingers around her huge tits did I realize my. Alice felt her pussy cautiously, feeling raw down there. She was preparing to inspect her new sex further but was startled by the grandfather clock, in the corner to the left side of her, chiming two. She had slept for nearly 14 hours, well into Saturday afternoon. The room was an impeccably preserved 1920s upper class boudoir, frozen in time since the days when Lucinda’s great great grandmother, a spiritualist with a modest but devoted following that verged on the cultish, entertained her. As I knelt up to do this, Jason shuffled back so he had room to bend over and lean on his arms as I had previously been positioned. I squeezed some of the silicone gel into the palm of my hand and put the tube aside, rubbing my hands together then using one to coat my dick. I used the other to spread it between Jason's buttocks, poking one finger inside him, but now I knew the size of what usually went up there, not feeling any obligation to loosen him. My left hand on his hip, I pulled him. .. we’d been fucking steadily for about 3 hours so far.I had Amber on her back, legs over my shoulders whilst pounding her tight little pussy. It was spasming all around my cock - she was close to orgasm ... and also getting very exhausted too.“Yes ... take my fucking big cock you fucking cum slut ... you just love my cock” I growled at her.“Fuck me ... fuck me ... I’m all yours daddy” she moaned.We had been playing a father - daughter fantasy for the last 30 minutes.“Aghhhhh ... I’m cumming.