. I was salivating at the size of the man as I slipped my free hand down my panties for a few seconds. As I thought...this daughter was wet through.Re...luctantly I left his cock and placed his wrists on the arm rests and tied the cables. Not too tight but tight enough. His dream had evidently moved on, his erection now subsided. I took the keys easily this time.I had never really looked at dad before. I mean as a man. He was quite good looking I suppose, nicely toned body - he plays golf almost. That’s why we need all of you psychologists and therapists, to help us find a way to cope with it all. By telling you that I can read your mood and your thoughts I have now outed myself as one of the specials… or, I grant you, based on our previous meetings, one of the pretenders. If I would guess what kind of people you meet here, every day, I’d say you probably meet a lot of pretenders, some specials and almost no normals?’ she paused and looked at me, the question visible in her eyes. I. "Stick it in!" What?" he said, sensing his new found power. "I didn't hear you," he said intent on teasing her into frenzy."Fuck me!" You want me to fuck you?" he leered."YES, Yes, yes ... fuck me hard, fuck me with your big hard dick," she begged.Georgie counted to four and then slammed his banana'd penis well into Una's sopping pussy while she moaned and then screamed.He gripped her ass and began a deep, hard fuck, moving slow at first, then increasing his tempo until she was gritting her. ” Bud hadn’t noticed all that much resistance before. Cindy had been in the kitchen, after all. A scream would have fetched her. He’d turned Blanche around -- ‘Mrs. Pierce’ had disappeared sometime while he was feeling her breast. He’d kissed the same spot from the back while opening her robe. The nightgown had been thin and lacy, providing a great feel of the hard nipple against his palm.Still kissing her neck, Bud had stepped back to unbutton his shirt. He’d used each foot to remove the shoe.