“The way you two are standing, I am afraid that some people can see up your skirts,” he seemed embarrassed on our behalf.“Oh no,” my daughter ...esponded with a playful sarcasm that let him know she was fully aware. “Who are the ones that can’t see up my skirt, Sir? I’ll go to their table and let them have a look.”Buttercup’s tone was sufficiently polite and playful that it didn’t come off snarky. I am sure it may have sounded that way if I had answered the same way.The elderly gentleman clearly. She was in a deep orgasmic state, and close again. Just then, something caught my attention. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Marla walk out of the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her, cross the hallway, and walk into the laundry room. Oh Shit, I thought to myself. What if she looks this way. We are dead if she comes out of the laundry room and looks this way. "Cum now, you Bastard!" Carol demanded. "Cum Goddammit!" Carol had no idea that her daughter was just down the hall from us. Her. There were three that caught my undivided attention. Two of the women, their pictures showed no faces, just their bodies in lingerie. Their profiles were of their height, weight and other measurements. Both quite fetching to look at and if anywhere near their stated measurements, they were sure to be superb in the physical form. However as I read their profiles, something just seemed to dull. No sense of true passion, they were just a body for sex. Now I enjoy sex as much as anyone, but if I’m. I spread my legs apart while I continued pumping my cock in and out of his mouth. It was like fucking a big loose juicy pussy. I grabbed his head with both my hands and shoved my cock down his throat. I could feel my cock going down his throat every time I would thrust forward. He let go of my balls and worked his hand back between my legs. I could feel him spread my ass cheeks as I fucked his face. I felt him slide a finger up my ass, then two. I was so fucking horny, I shot my load down his.