"Holy Jesus," Helen said."You can say that again." I don't know whether to laugh or faint. You and Ken? My God, Brenda, what about Charlie?" He still ...ants to marry me, but I'm not thinking about that now. Now all I'm thinking about is Ken." Oh, wow. We're a pair, aren't we?"They talked about their problems through dinner. After the meal was finished, Helen suggested they go to her place. Vernon was out for the evening and they could continue drinking and talking.Brenda was all for it. Now that. She watched at the crack for about a minute while I stood there trying to force away my embarrassment at being caught. Turning back she said in a low voice. "She looks great, have a look again; I think she is about to cum."Not knowing what else to do I put my eye back to the crack. The maid was right the woman was starting into the throes of another orgasm. The sight of her cumming again sent another gush of juices to my own cunt. I still had needs that had yet to be met.As I watched the other. My daughter bent over me and kissed my mouth, her tongue pressing between my lips, till it met my own tongue. Her small breasts and hard nipples brushed my chest. My cock shuddered in my wife’s mouth, she flicked my glans one more time with her tongue and as she pulled her head away I shot a load of cum straight in her face. Another wad of cum followed, landing on my daughter’s hand.My daughter reached over to the bedside light and turned it on. In the low light I watched as she sucked my cum. . HARDER ... THAT'S IT, FUCK ME AND MAKE ME YOUR BITCH!" Her cries rose in pitch and soon became inaudible as her body shook violently beneath me. After she came back down I eased up just a bit and then gently reached under her legs and lifted them up and back until her knees were pressed to the mattress on either side of her shoulders. "Oh my god, you are in me so deep," she groaned as I resumed my slow thrusts, my cock pulling back until just my tip remained inside, then I reversed until my.