Does it have garters?”“Charles Compton, the Third. Stop that. Right now, this instant. You are bad.” I handed her in and got in as she scooted o...er. I guessed we were still off the record. “Sir, Cutter Aviation at the airport, please.”“Got it.” The driver told her as we pulled out.I laughed.We pre-flighted and as we were running the engines up, she put her hand on my wrist on the throttles. “You mind?” I shook my head. It felt good. Having a woman just touch me without wanting something in. "Come on, it's bed time." I said.We strolled through the park leisurely, hand in hand, not talking. We didn't need to.When we got back to the caravan, we stripped down to our underwear, and climbed into the not-quite-double bed, still remaining silent. We had intended to use separate covers, but we both got under hers. She slid in first and turned to face me as I slid in beside her."It's too warm for pyjamas, is that okay?" she asked me.I nodded and nestled up against her. "Not too warm to. All I can see is the top of their heads as my hands are full of their young breasts. Then one hand reaches in and extracts my penis, another rubs its head. Both of them are fondling me. The hands switch positions. The noise of the group seems to disappear, as I concentrate on the wonderful feeling of my daughter and her friend rubbing my hurting cock."Daddy, are you enjoying the concert?" I am now." Good"One hand is holding my shaft at the base and the other is pumping me slowly. The last thing. ’ Danielle replied.Danielle took Michelles’ hand and led her to the sofa, and ran her fingers along her neck to her breasts and could feel her nipples straining against the fabric of her tank top. * She started to pinch her hard nipples, making Michelle moan, she slowly took off Michelles’ top and immediately put her lips to one of her hard nipples, biting and flicking it with her tongue. Meanwhile she rolled the other nipple between two fingers.Danielle looked up and watched Michelle with eyes.