I swallowed hard to try to settle the butterflies and stepped out of the car. I knew that I made a pretty picture in the spring late afternoon light. ...Red hair down to my ass, size 12 jeans that clung to every curve, a Harley-Davidson tank top that declared ‘Put something exciting between your legs’ that showed my 44D cleavage to its maximum advantage, and mirrored shades to add an aura of mystery. I saw him in the office and knew it was him immediately. Still hadn’t really changed after all the. Things calmed down once they began to compliment us on the show they had watched and from the state of their jeans it was obvious they had been aroused by the performance.It transpired they had often came up to the wooded area in hope of seeing some dogging and had seen a few couples 'at it.'Both showed signs of bulges poking up in their tight jeans.Louise was the first to blatantly ask what they had seen and if they had enjoyed watching us fucking.The word 'fucking' was emphasised by her and I. His face turned happy.He agreed and also warned me about my sister who’s a bitch already. He described to me how she was. Once when he had been fucking his wife and finished. His daughter Kayla was sleeping on the couch listening and masturbating secretly.After fucking his wife, he went to the sofa and started watching TV. Kayla slowly went near Chad and said, “Daddy can you help me with my hunger?” And without any permission, she just pulled off his shorts and started sucking his dick.Uncle. .your still soothing his cock gently....i walk over behind you and take you by the hair pushing your head toward him...forcing his cock deep down your throat...he looks at me in a bit of shock....she likes it rough and deep....its what pleases her.....he gets the message and takes your hair pushing his member deep enough to make you gag making your eyes water.......slut...the bed...now.....you stop pleasuring him and walk to the bed...lying across it on your back...your head hanging over the.