One side of me wanted to touch her, pinch her nipples but on the other hand, I was thinking , ‘Can I really be doing this with my own daughter?’.S...aking my carnal thoughts away, I cleared my throat (coughing) I said, "Sweetheart no, Daddy can’t be doing this with you". It was like she hadn't heard me speak at all, instead she took hold of my hands and placed them on her taut breasts, and helped me maul them, squeezing my hand through hers. The feel of my hands on her nipples, made them stand at. Turning, my ass wasn't sagging. Gym workouts had kept me firm and looking decent for thirty-nine years old. I couldn't complain. I fixed my hair, applied makeup and debated which earrings to wear. What was I thinking? Jewelry? I won't need any of that. I had no idea what was going to happen, or what was in the mysterious package, but I couldn’t imagine the need for jewelry. Slipping on my robe and the heels I’d been told to wear, I again looked in the mirror and smiled. This would be an. She padded to me in her stocking feet and kissed my cheek."Oh, your nose is cold," I said. "You're freezing." Cold out!" Hi, Boyfriend," Donna said as she started stripping out of her own winter coat. The kiss she gave me was squarely and warmly on the lips. Her nose, though, was so cold it was dripping. I handed both girls tissues and threw the egg scramble in the pan. As soon as they were sizzling, I poured each girl a cup of coffee and doctored it with cream and sugar the way they liked it.. The tightness of her ass and the moans from still lingering orgasm were more than I could take. In a split second we both realized what had just happed but were both too far gone to care. She tried to get back upright but it only made my cock sink in and out of her ass. I was fucking her ass! Three times she tried to get upright but each time she only managed to pump my cock in her ass. Before long I realized she was not trying to get up, she was lifting her ass up and down helping me fuck her.