He wasted no time in sliding into me and getting back into a fuck rhythm. She threw a leg over me facing him and settled her cunt down onto my mouth. ...ere, she started controlling her movements, rubbing her lips back and forth over my tongue and squirming her hole onto my tongue tip. I gave her the best I could, sucking and lapping at her. She rubbed herself into my nose and chin, sliding forward so her arse hole was sliding over my tongue. I was determined to be the equal of anyone and tongued. Lisa feigned surprise, although of course we had worked all this out before we'd come here. "Are you sure, Daddy?" she asked."I think so," I said, playing the part of the hesitant but permissive father, which of course I was, although these horny bastards had no way of knowing that. If they had, they probably would have creamed themselves before they even touched my daughter. "Remember," I told her sternly, "you're Daddy's whore. Your pussy belongs - " I know," Lisa said, "my pussy belongs to. Mr Daniels had been friends with his grandfather way back and when he heard that Ben was taking a year off before going to college he was happy to offer the young man a part time job over the summer. Though he was a little weird, Ben liked the guy.“Just because everyone sees you as a shallow sex object doesn’t mean that’s how it works for everyone else,” he replied, finishing his breakfast and leaving the table.There was a string of insults that followed him to the shower, but Ben didn’t really. By the time we got to the door the car was waiting for us, engine running. John’s driving was less exuberant now, and frequently he rested his hand on my knee. I looked at him and smiled, and was rewarded with a warm smile from him. After a few miles we pulled up alongside a lovely pub overlooking the sea. As we parked two of the staff greeted him and he waved back. “Your local?” “Actually, I own it,” he replied, grinning. We walked up a short flight of steps and through a high gate onto a.