“Dad,” said Zoe, opening things for the entire group, all of whom nodded except Cherry.“They asked me to join the crusade,” said Cherry, takin... the seat nearest me. My turn to nod.“Okay? Oh, and Lance is here to protect me,” I said. There was snorting and grimacing around the group.“Dad, we all know, like you and I talked about a few days ago,” said Zoe.“And this is exactly why I didn’t want the word out,” I said.“Lee, Neither Ian nor I said a word. Truly,” said Glory.“I know,” I said.“You are. I gave her dad a nice 5 second view of her daughter on her stomach, legs spread wide, with a gaping black hole for an asshole the size of a quarter – nice and close up.Next, I got her to her knees, had her stick her ass directly into the air, chest low, and held the camera in my hand, fixed on her asshole, as I stuck my lubed cock right back into her shitter. After about 10-15 full length thrusts of my rock-solid cock I’d pull it out to reveal a fat gape; this time pulling out a huge fart with. Her eyes, those magically hypnotic eyes, which that evening seemed to be sparkling even more brilliantly than usual. Her lips and mouth, their glossy colour reflecting the same diamond points of light that were in her eyes. Then there were her hands, their pale, almost translucent skin, their long, slender fingers. I knew only too well and remembered all to clearly how moistly responsive those lips could be. Likewise those hands that could not only be so expressive but also had the capability. Stacy buried three fingers in Helen's snatch. For a moment she was able to spread them wide, opening the well-used hole until it was a pink, gaping tunnel. Then Helen bore down and closed herself around Stacy's fingers tightly. The amazing sight and the feel of Helen's strong, well-controlled pussy made Stacy groan in appreciation. Letting her fingers slide in and out and wriggle around in Helen's hole, Stacy latched her mouth on her clit. Stacy's own little pearl was so small... Helen's seemed.