We exchanged knowing glances. It was obvious that my father was smitten with Rita. Maybe I could use that to my advantage. Now that I knew Rita was as...much of a slut as the rest of my girls sharing her with my Dad was in the realm of possibilities.I mentioned that to my mother when we were alone and she smiled in agreement. "I'll find a way of broaching that subject with him soon."I went home with Rita that night. I had been hard most of the day so we were barely in her front door before I. He leaned his head back a little and I could see sweat on his brow as he fucked me as hard as he could. “I’m going to cum and cum now” he moaned as his hot sticky load filled my soaking wet pussy. UGGGHHHH he groaned as he emptied, my orgasm would soon follow and it’s the best one I’ve ever had up to that point in my sex life. He then pulled out of me and laid next to me under my lighted up sparkly tree. We cuddled up together under the tree a slept for a few hours. Before I knew it I woke to. “What do you want from me Andrea,” Don asked her point blank.“I want you to fuck me with that huge horse cock of yours and make me come with my husband watching baby,” she told him.Don teased her with the head of it, in and out slowly and very shallow. When he finally slid that woman killer home deep into her drenched cunt Andrea shivered, moaned, and said he was the best fuck of her life.Don began to jack hammer her pussy after that and it wasn’t long until she was singing sweetly, but when. She was all legs.Standing there in the hotel room, I admit that I was nervous. Could I keep up my end of the bargain for three days? Gail could fake it. I either would have an erection or I dwouldn’t, I would either shoot cum or not.The room had two queen-size beds, each with a terry cloth bathrobe on the pillows. At the far end of the room were a sofa chair and a small, round, glass coffee table. Along one wall, there were a desk, side-by-side bureaus, a television and a microwave oven sitting.