But he was right. The flat directly above was a little gold mine, and she could live with Mr Hopkins rent free. She just had to let him fuck her whene...er he wanted. A small price to pay.Peter Hopkins put his hands behind his head and sighed contentedly. Another lamb to the slaughter. Another tight pussy for his cock.“And you Misty, are you still drinking your milk?”“Yes Mr Hopkins.” Said Misty.“Good girl.” Hopkins replied. “There`s a new batch chilling in the fridge. Now be a love and suck my. The hall light was enough for him to have seen everything. We kept going and began whispering and giggling about the thought of him watching us. Hearing the bathroom door then the approaching footsteps I half expected my wife to stop and jump under the covers. She instead kept riding away. We waited to hear the stairs creaking with hearts racing, they didnt. That fucker was standing there watching us and we werent stopping on his account. Was he enjoying watching his wifes younger sister ride. She was on top of me and my dick was in her sloppy wet pussy, her hair draped into my face as she rode my cock up and down back and forth pulling her closer to me so I could kiss her. I felt my friend's dick sliding against mine pushing to enter her pussy. He was from behind her; I could feel the pressure stretching her as he pushed slowly into her. She moaned collapsing her head into my shoulder, her breasts rubbing up against my chest as he slowly went in and out, getting his dick deeper and. My two brothers and sisters would always tease me and say I could get away with anything since I could do no wrong in Daddy' s eyes. Daddy was always very affectionate and would rub my back for me and we would cuddle while we watched television. As I grew up this never changed. He was always warm, loving and very attentive towards me. Mom would joke and say she should be jealous, shake her head laughing and walk away. The one thing I could never talk Daddy into was letting me date before my.