” She started slithering her way down Doris’s body, kissing, licking and nibbling every piece of skin she could reach on her journey down Doris’... body toward her center. I was only a second behind her and by silent agreement, we both passed by her pussy and started kissing and nuzzling her legs to turn her on even more.We parted her thighs and both realized that we needn’t have bothered. Her pussy was bright red, as if we’d spent half the morning spanking it with a belt instead of sucking milk. "Ohhh, am I better than mommy, daddy?" She asked me teasingly."Fuck yeah, you're the best fuck I've ever had Stac.You're my gorgeous little slut baby." I'll never leave you like that bitch did daddy, not when you love me this much." she gasped as I ran my hands up, caressing her arms and her smooth back."Fuck me daddy," begged my daughter.I pawed her magnificent tits through the soft material of her tight pink shirt, her body feeling so inviting, eliciting a passion filled moan from my hot. 'What the ... Alex, don't ever do that, I'll tell Pilar and... ''Hola, guapa. I'm here to tell you that it's all over. We're back to normal.' I hauled her to her feet and gave her a hug and a kiss. 'That's for covering for Pilar this morning. She used the time wisely.''That doesn't mean you can creep up on me like Jack the Ripper. Let me finish here and then tell me sensibly.' We sat in reception and when I'd finished she went to fetch beer.'Do you think Mercedes will do what she said?''I hope. ”“What about the war?” Meghan’s mother demanded, “What about the marriage?”“Bit short of the folding old bean,” King Harald suggested, “How about we reschedule for 1914?”“Oh very well, late August after the Grouse shooting season would suit us.” Meghan’s mother suggested.“Sounds good, so Armin gets married this year, Meghan next year?” King Harald suggested.“Who to?” Meghan asked.“Plenty of big lusty chaps on death row,” Meghan’s father suggested.“We tried that and they preferred....” Meghan.