‘Now me!’ she said urgently, ‘Do me, Stacey!’ They traded places. Samantha lay back on the sofa and Stacey knelt between her legs. He leaned f...rward and sucked a half-hard nipple into his mouth. The rubbery tip tasted of sweat. He kissed his way across her chest, licking droplets of sweat from between her lovely breasts, then his lips moved onto her other nipple. ‘Yessssss!!!’ Samantha moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, ‘Do that, Stacey, suck my tits!!! Kiss them!!!’ Stacey kissed and. Shortly after Stacy's mom filed for divorce."So your daddy likes to meet younger women on the internet, maybe you should show me his profile. He might need another fuck buddy when you are busy." She laughed.I was not too sure how I felt about Stacy talking about hooking up with my dad. After all he was my...my what? Was he really my lover or was he just a fuck buddy like Stacy said?My mind churned on all of this. From my side I felt an emotional connection to my Dad. Then I remembered how when. " "Remote-control sex, then?" I inquired. The old gypsy man cackled at the notion, then reached into his pocket and produced a smooth wooden ring, inscribed with tiny runes around the outside. "This, boy! When he thought of a girl and put this ring on his cock, it came out inside the girl's pussy instead of the other side of the ring. He'd fuck her as hard as he pleased, then cum inside her. He didn't like cleaning up afterwards though, so the spell didn't let anything from her. “Do you like papa?” he asked.My reply was a simple, “Yes.” Lunging forward, I started sucking one of his nipples as he stroked my head. My hands then slid under his armpits into the marvellous humidity.Having sucked on both nipples, I nudged his upper left arm with my head. Costa lifted his arm before my head nestled into his damp armpit. The smell and wetness almost drove me out of my mind. I licked like a dog enjoying a plate of gravy. As Costa groaned, his hand cupped my head, encouraging my.