His daughter might be forty-six, but she would always be his little girl.“Yes, I’m home, Daddy ... and I’m ... a bit buzzed,” Monica confessed... “I’m just ... 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 headed 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. He got wanted as Connor started going harder and faster, Nathan could feel tears coming out of his eyes. Then he slowed down and pulled out, he could feel cum in his ass, he knew Connor had hit another orgasm. They looked at each other, then they looked at Ben and Chris who were now 69ing in the corner. They laughed and then they looked at each other again, Connor pushed Nathan to the ground and pulled his legs open, and put Nathans 8 inch erect cock in his mouth, this was not Connors first. "Good day," she said, as she bowed them out of the car.Neither of the girls realized, until they were standing beside her, just how huge the woman was. She was an inch or two above six feet and her weight and bulk was about right for her height.But, even then, she made two of either Candy or Cindy. She wore a loose-fitting shirt that looked as though it had shrunk from too many washings. The fact was, her enormous breasts were more than the blouse could handle."I am Klinda," she said,. I wrap my legs around his hips.“Uh huh.”“How could I forget these?” he murmurs, pulling away the pale cream lace of my bra after undoing the clasp and pressing his face to my right breast, pulling my already taut and humming nipple between his lips. My neck arches away from him and my fingers tangle tightly into his hair, pulling him closer at the sudden jolts of pleasure that rush through my body then straight to my already soaking channel, which tingles and quivers with anticipation.“You.