He didn’t move for a few minutes, I suppose he was getting used to the feel of my tight pussy around his cock, as I was getting used to the thick sh...ft in me. Then slowly he pulled back, then pushed back.Oh God it was happening, daddy was fucking me, I clamped my legs around his back as he moved more and more, I knew I had to rock with him and it took a few thrusts to get into rhythm with him, but then we were fucking like we had been doing it all our lives.I had orgasm after orgasm and soft. He grabbed her hips and fucked her like it would be his last opportunity for days.Grace moaned and cooed, coming in waves while Mac seemed to last forever. When his balls finally tightened, and he emptied himself inside her, she was panting and out of breath.Mac grabbed a hand towel and slid out carefully. He wiped them both up and said, “I can’t wait to take my escort to Ireland.”Grace grinned dreamily at him. “You mean me, right?” she teased. Then she fixed her makeup and hair, and they went. Fuck, this was dirty. Dirty. I sat back on the floor. I looked up at Emily. She was grinning. She started wiping her feet clean with a hand wipe from her purse. She giggled. "Dick, you're a naughty boy. You shouldn't have made me do this. I blame you. But you can't help it, you silly boy. Here, I'm going to get this bustier. You were right. It's perfect for me. Shall we wrap it up as a present too? No, I think not. I'll just take it home and put it away for a special occasion. Right, Dick?. I asked her if I could stay at my friends for the weekend. I wasn't surprised when she said I could. With all that had happened she probably didn't want me around for a couple of days... silly Mom. When Henderson finally returned he had all the supplies he needed. A keg of beer, a huge garbage pale to keep it cold, his clothes, lots of rope and his dog..." I need a place to stay, and I'll be here for awhile." Henderson said. He explained that his friends went back to their home towns and he.