My cock speared into her, making her cry out. The boy's eyes had snapped open when she'd cried out "Daddy," and now he was scrambling in a total pani...c to his feet. He froze when he saw I was shoving my cock into my own daughter from behind."Get the fuck out!" I roared at him. The spell snapped and he bolted for the door, still trying to pull up his pants. Erica was still trying to pull away from me, but I pushed her down and shoved my cock into her harder. There was no hymen to stop me,. I looked at him and said no. We were half an hour out of the city, and the freeway lights were further apart. Bill asked if I played sports. I said football and diving team. Wow, you must be in good shape then. I pulled up my shirt and showed him my chest and stomach. Looking, Bill asked can I touch your stomach. I thought it was weird, but said OK. His hand was soft and smooth. He slid across my stomach, then up my chest. I started getting a strange feeling as he moved his hand over my chest. “Is that ok for now or does she need further instruction?” asked Margeurite. “Oh no that’s just fine.” I said as Christy started to pull at my trousers. She never missed a beat with her head as she pulled with both hands. I raised my ass off the bench seat and she pulled my trousers and boxers right off leaving me naked from the waist down. Margeurite moved away from me now and stepped over behind Christy. As Christy was still standing on 4 inch heels Margeurite could easily reach under her. As soon as I was free I rolled onto my back and pulled my legs up; without hesitation he mounted me again, slammed in good and hard then, went right back to work. The pillow was under my ass and, within a few minutes I had my legs up over his shoulders…good old missionary position! When he started to rub my ‘G’ spot I clung to him and let all of my emotions out again; as he prodded I became very loud and active beneath him. He was nice enough to vary the technique a little; fast, slow, shallow,.