We went to bed and the next morning, she seemed to be in a hurry to get to work more so than usual.I kissed her goodbye and sat wondering what was goi...g on as I finished my coffee. I decided that there was something going on and I had to find out what it was. I looked in the clothes hamper and found another pair of panties that I did not recognize. It was in the same condition as the pair I had found the day before cum stained crotch and a hard film inside them.Now my mind started racing and I. She left a passport for him, and Sally and I signed documents making him our responsibility. It was difficult, emotionally, rather than practically, to keep our distance from Sue, and wear masks and so on while she was with us, but we did. Still, it was pleasant to have the visit from a friend and see a different face. She left the following morning, with a cool-bag full of samples, to head south for her home.That evening, we were sitting in the lounge, watching a nature programme. Sally was. We were like two dogs fucking, wild, vicious, yet also gentle and tender. I went down and tasted her polish mayonnaise glittering all over her luscious elongated pussy lips. The folds were so deep I made sure to take extra care as I cleaned her with my tongue. I would spit on her and then lick it up like some sick addict getting every drop of coke off the mirror. She grabbed me by the hair and through me down on the bed as she sucked my giant monolith into a rocket ship about to blast off. Her. That’s kind of why I preferred your mother,” he said.Mike offered to remedy that, but Don politely refused and said that he didn’t want to be any additional bother. Mike wouldn’t hear of it. He squatted between my daughter’s legs and began to turn the clamp so that it spread her pussy lips open as far as they could go. My daughter gasped when the folds of her pussy were stretched out. I could see her pee-hole and I was still squatting naked across from her!“That’s perfect, if I were you I’d.