Gerard pushed forward, the head of his shaft spreading her apart ever so slightly. He paused at Elizabeth’s sharp intake of breath. ‘Does it hurt ...adly, darling?’ he asked, fighting the urge to bury himself inside her heat. ‘A little,’ she admitted, wincing at the burning sensation radiating from her sex. ‘I will go slowly,’ Gerard said, bending down to place a kiss on her pink lips. She responded ardently, her hot tongue pushing past his lips and into his mouth. Startled, but immensely. As the room temperature was hot by the heater and we both were there all alone and were young with hot blood too. She started moaning like ooooooooon…..aaaaahhhhh. I placed my right arm on her left boob from her kameez and started to squeeze it lightly. She put her both hands on my shoulders. Then I left her boob and gave her a hard hug with my tongue in her mouth. She moaned in a loud voice. Then I put my one hand on her back under the kameez and started massaging her back. And took her. ‘Oh, he is not my Daddy yet,’ Susan replied. Andrea and I blushed but the waitress misunderstood and just nodded at us with a smile. Andrea seemed to have been shaken by that exchange. We did look like a family enjoying dinner out. I spent my time falling in love with my daughter. Susan did a lot of giggling. Andrea spent her time in Mom mode but it was obvious to me she was holding something in check the best she could. I had walked to the restaurant and Andrea offered me a ride back to the. He picks up the discarded bottle of oil and pushes her hand away so he can poke the tip into her anus. She starts to kick wildly but he does not stop. He tips the entire bottle up, pouring the oil into her asshole. Her eyes cross as she feels the cold slippery liquid making its way up her intestines. She actually pukes up a little more cum when her stomach turns over from the sensation. Without her seeing, he grabs the large cucumber which he never did get to peel and pushes it against her.