He looked at Martin, and asked, "Nothing for you sir?" and Martin shook his head. "Or for you, madam?" Linda looked down, too embarrassed to respond a... all."What's your name, boy?" Cyrus asked, sipping the champagne."Andrew, sir." You normally get a tip at this point, don't you?" Um well yes sir." Would you like a blow job instead?" Oooohhh yes sir." Linda, get over here on your knees." Linda reluctantly climbed off the bed and crawled over to the waiter, unzipped him, and took out his cock.. I was then able to slide two fingers inside her and found she was very wet. Jean was intently watching the action on the beach and I started to push my fingers in and out to the same rhythm as the woman as she went down on the erect cock. Jean’s breathing changed to small pants and when she started to whisper repeatedly “I want a big cock” I knew she was about to come so I opened out my fingers to stretch her inside. She suddenly jerked several time and grabbed my hand to try and push it. I moved up slowly as I kissed my way up her stomach, across her breasts, up her throat and began to tongue fuck her mouth again. I reached down between my legs and started to guide my cock towards her pussy. I was sliding it up and down between her lips and she closed her legs and said “You only made me cum once! You need to earn a fuck and you still need to make me come again because you came, I came and if I let you come again you’ll be done! It’s time for your next lesson. I gave you a blow. But when they came down to hug him goodnight. Tom’s eye’s almost dropped out of their sockets. They were both dressed in these Teddy’s. Their titties were almost visible, short and with that bikini underwear. “Dad is there something wrong?” Beck said looking puzzled at her father’s expression.“Oh ... Oh ah ... no. Just ... never seen you dressed soo...”“Dad, it’s no big deal, it’s warm in our bed room and beside ... were getting older. Don’t want to dress like little girls. And you’re our dad.”.