And the minute I saw you, I knew you were going to be the one I brought back here to have some fun with tonight.’ ‘I’m probably stupid for askin... this Miranda, but why do you do it? Isn’t your marriage to Blake a happy one?’ I asked her as she led me by the hand to the bed in the back of her bus, sitting down on the edge of it as she answered me. ‘Let’s just say that sometimes the tabloids are right,’ she whispers to me as she grabs me by the arm and locks her eyes on me, piercing me with her. “Suki!” he gasped.“Timmy!” came a similar gasp from next to Bob on the bed.The men turned their heads to stare at each other. Then, as if they had practiced it, the men looked down at the faces of the women their pricks were buried in.“Timmy!” squealed Emma. “What are you doing?!“Tim’s mind supplied the answer that had worked for him before this.“The same thing Dad’s doing,” he said.Now Emma’s head turned and saw the inescapable evidence that her father, the man who was finally her lover, was. ’ ‘Aww, you flatter me.’ ‘Pish posh. You’re so vain. You know I love you.’ She smiled. If he weren’t totally taken with Cat he thought there would be little to stop him from trying something with Ande. ‘Ok… so what’s the deal with the little one. I know you didn’t come here just to say nice things to me.’ ‘You’re definitely right about that.’ There was the smile again. Her laugh was just as endearing. He definitely thought she was attractive, but he was beginning to think of her more as a. Loni's little pussy spasmed uncontrollably and pussy juice streamed down her quaking thighs.Finally, the stream of cum spewing from Van's cock ebbed to a slight trickle. His eyes were glazed with ecstasy. His mouth was open, slack. He fondled his little girl's hair, smoothing it down with fingers that trembled.Loni's lips were still pressed against her daddy's cock shaft and her tongue snaked all over it.Van put his hands on her girlish shoulders. He gazed down at her, thinking how beautiful.