With a phony pout, and an impish pooch of her lips, Roz slid quickly into a passionate embrace with me, beneath the open skies of a Carolina afternoon...sun. ‘Looks like I win, do you concede, you wicked woman?’ I asked softly. For my answer Roz slid down to her knees in the grass and smiled up with a look of total submission! ‘Yes, my master! Anything you wish is my command!’ she said in a heady voice heavy with lust. Roz then slowly positioned her face even with my, now ragging cock. She smiled. She apologised for not being naked but it was too cold, but suggested I could strip off if I felt comfortable with it, which I did.We sat talking for about 30 minutes, drinking cups of tea, when there was a phone call which his wife took and carried the phone out of the room. Whilst she was away he asked if I would like to ‘play’ with his wife in the bedroom which I of course said I would. He left the room and it turned out he had gone to ask his wife what she wanted to do. When she had. No. We were not done. Both of us were hungry for more.Shruti reached out and held my cock again. With her touches, it was becoming hard again. “I was craving for a cock for a while Nik, I want it inside my pussy,” she said, motioning my cock, up and down, up and down. She went down again, taking my cock in her mouth, making me hard.After few minutes, Shruti looked and positioned her pussy on my cock and said, “It is hard and ready for more fun.” That’s when my cock glided into her vagina. Her. "Daddy?" Yes." Bet you don't know what we did in school today?" Wait ... let me think." Hampered by his daughter suctioned to his leg, he limped in the direction of the refrigerator. "You went on safari? Made sculptures of your little brother out of bologna?" No! We did finger painting."By the time they made it the refrigerator, she let go of his leg and was proudly pointing at a pink piece of cardboard on which a three-legged something with a horn stood among dark green streaks. Sasha went on.