There was an older guy sitting on a bench, as I approached him he passed the time of day and offered me the spare seat on his bench. His newspaper was...casually spread across his lap, we very quickly got into conversation about all kinds of things, he was quite a touchy feely kind of person. First my knee then my thigh, not too suggestive, then I noticed his newspaper had slipped slightly off his groin. His penis was showing from below the paper, he saw me notice this, he made no attempt to. My mami had left her long hair Reema had a pony tail and Shweta had made a bun out of her hair. They walked in and all I could see was their boobs which were pushed way out of their shirt and bra and it’s was bouncing all around. They were jumping around like small kids and the skirt kept going up. No one wore a panty. I pointed out to them and they all lifted their skirt to expose the naked pussy and said panty was wet sir hence mommy did not allow us to wear it please don’t punish us sir.I. "Carol, I don't think it would be proper for us to fuck," I said. "Maybe we should just stick to what we have done so far. I can't see any real harm in hand jobs and blow jobs. Fucking is something entirely different." Daddy, if you won't fuck me, I'll fuck you!" She suddenly mounted me and impaled herself on my cock. She grinned down at me as she lowered herself until the twin globes of her ass were against my thighs. "How does it feel to have your cock in a tight pussy again, Dad? Now aren't. Tina, are you awake?” I tried to continue fake sleeping.“Tina? Tina.”Monica turned on her bedside light. She walked over to my bed. “Tina.”I fake woke up. “What is it?”“Tina, were you using my vibrator?” I acted confused. I didn’t want to lie but also wanted to get out of the situation.Monica confronted me about it. She said that she knew that I was using it and have been using her toys for a while. I returned to my good girl self and started to apologize. Monica then surprised me. She didn’t.