I felt that his right hand made strange movements, a little like he beat eggs in snow. I did not understand why. I soon felt, on my belly, several jet...s of a sticky liquid, and then, above all, very hot, but which was not slow to cool down. My father put my pajamas back in place. It was very unpleasant, the sensation of the fabric stuck to my belly by this cold liquid. My father kissed me on the cheek, thanked me for playing with him, and he left almost as quickly he came.I did not sleep that. “Looks like baby sister wants a taste of the goods mom.” Julie breathed deeply, “Uh Shana, baby, is that true? Are you looking at your daddy’s cock?” Shana, got redder and redder. But inside her pussy was molten. Juice was running down her leg, her hand went right to her erect clit and she pinched it. Groaning loudly, “Ohhhhh momma, whats it like?” she said hoarsly. Anndie reached over with her left hand and began to slowly stroke the hard rod. “Oh shiiiit Amanda.” Julie began to shake as her. Dawn was her usual self, she wore a dark blue pencil skirt with highlighted her slim figure and small perky breasts. Her hair and make-up were perfect, at 66 she was still a knockout. As expected we went back to her room and made love, we got into the sixty-nine position with me devouring her luscious pussy and her sucking my engorged cock. We then both fell back on the bed and I expected to make love to her. I got some lube and a condom and was preparing to fuck my little granny for the last. ”“Yes, she does,” I agreed, my pussy clenching. “And I want you to grab her red hair and fuck your juicy cunt against her mouth.”“You are so wicked, Mistress.” Sophia’s hips undulated. Her white robes were left open, her nipples still beading with her breast milk.“It does sound like it,” Xera nodded. Her naked body was dusty and her thighs stained with her juices.“Do you need healing?” Sophia asked, hefting her small breasts. She squeezed them and milk squirted through the air.“No, no. I.