She always would cum when I whispered these things in her ear. Finally one night I asked her about her fantasies and she told me she’d never had a m...mf. I’d almost had a couple in the past too so said “Well why don’t we try it?” The next night we both sat at the computer reading the messages until she picked out one and said “I’d have him”. We replied back attaching a photo and got talking, he said he was free now if we wanted him to come over. A mad hour started with my wife going to get ready. In my mind it's my daughter's soft fingers playing, her lips and tongue kissing and licking, the tight erect nipples of her breasts tickling my penis head, her lips softly kissing my belly and her fingers exploring the inner tops of my thighs and between my legs, teasing my hungry cock to steel hard erection! “Linda!” I grunt, my daughter’s name “want you!” My penis head is wet with pre cum. I wipe it off with the purple satin triangle that’s covered my daughter’s cunt! I hang her thong on my. I leaned on his shoulder and relaxed into his arms to let himcradle and rock me. I spent a long time there, without saying a word.* * *It was a week after we first met that Jase invited me to his tiny roomoff-campus. It was a grubby flop at the back of an old brownstone, butit was quiet and Jase's housemates gave him plenty of privacy. Iappreciated that. Privacy was in short supply back at my houseshare,where the walls were paper thin and everyone knew everyone else'sbusiness. I'd received some. But tonight she was holding back. She wanted him to come to her this time. She looked ravishing in this dress. ‘A little bit of jealousy wouldn’t hurt the guy’, she thought. Yes, she was right. Brian watched her as she danced with the other guys. He noticed how she was ignoring him. He was getting a little annoyed seeing other men touching his girl. Even though he knew she was with him. As the night moved on, the more it bothered him until he decided it was time. In the middle of a rather.