Lonely. So lonely.”Bernard had a glass or two of red wine in his system, but nothing compared to what Monica drank. He simply ordered an Uber and he...ded to his daughter’s place posthaste, deciding to stay over if she wished it. If not, he could always order another Uber. He had the wealth for it and money was no object where his daughter’s happiness was concerned. He didn’t know how many years he had left of fatherhood before the Grim Reaper claimed his soul.Bernard took a few personal items. Looking straight ahead, she regarded the object of her desire. Marcy pecked a quick kiss on the tumescent tip before standing. Taking his hand, she stepped into the Jacuzzi, followed by Wynn. Wynn seated himself and Marcy sat on his lap sidesaddle, putting her arms around his neck. Marcy squirmed in Wynn’s lap. Wynn’s erection was under her hip and the water movement was tap, tap, tapping it against her skin. ‘It seems eager to start, doesn’t it?’ Wynn gripped the far boob submerged nipple. She gasped and bit her lip as she was anally fucked. As if on cue another of the lads stepped forward and had his turn at having his cock sucked this shut her up and her protestations were lost in another throat fucking. She settled into a rhythm of thrusting her anus onto the cock and running her lips up and down the shaft of the latest lucky lad. She felt a cock being shoved into her hand and she gamely wanked away at another stiff member to distract herself away from the pain in her anus. .. and I moan.I move myself up a little so you can grab my pants and move them a bit so my cock is free. You play with it, touching it here and there, moving your hand up and down. I have to keep looking at the road, but I peek at you once in a while. You are touching yourself and moaning even louder them me. It looks like you are gonna have an orgasm... you head is back, your neck is wet with sweat, both your hands busy pleasuring yourself and me at the same time... suddenly you stop moaning,.