She smiled but said nothing. He came up, embraced her and pressed his hot penis to her short dressing gown.-Darling, why don’t we fuck for a while?H...is hands were working under the dressing gown already. The two boobs were squeezed tightly by the man’s palms and his lips touched Lena’s neck. He began caressing her, making her feel aroused.-Stop it, honey… - She objected but didn’t resist her husband’s caress. – The pastry is almost ready. I wanna bake a cherry pie for you. Just a few minutes and. “Sure.”He led the children into the office and quickly had the song, “Hey Paula,” on YouTube. The kids listened, and then Paul asked to read the lyrics. Ted called up another video, so they could listen and read at the same time. He noted their lips moving, and was wondering if they were about to break into song when the doorbell rang.“I’ll get that,” the grown man told the kids as he headed for the front door. A glance at his smart phone showed him who it was. He answered the door and ushered. “Thank you! Thank you for touching meeee!” As she came down from her orgasm, she found her Daddy’s fingers prodding her lips. She was done being bad. Dutifully, she took them into her mouth and sucked, cleaning up as much of her own cunthoney as she could.“That’s my girl,” Daddy whispered in her ear.Still panting, Amanda felt her Daddy lift her up off the picnic blanket. He was already standing—and she had been too fuck-drunk on her orgasm to notice he’d moved. He dragged her by her hand away. She was not wet enough to finger fuck, so I licked my finger, which smelled like her pussy, but was dry. I wiped her lips with the moisture and replenished the saliva into her vagina repeatedly until her vagina was slick and slimy enough to finger fuck.Finger fuck her, I did. I slid my fingers in and out slowly until she grabbed my hand and sped my action to almost frantic. She slid sideways toward me on the bed, and my hand automatically went down deeper into her pussy. I massaged her breasts,.