His mind falters as he tries to find a response. He wants to say yes so he can have his fantasies, but by saying yes, he takes a chance of loosing al...l secrecy about the things he’s already done, and the things he wants to do. He imagines his friends looking at his daugther now; in her bikini or a skimpy outfit, checking her out discretely. Maybe a few talk among themselves about her. Maybe they “warn” him about how she is dressed; giving him a chance to test the waters to see how perverted. Here I was fist fucking my wife while I pumped my cock into her ass. She moaning and asking me to fuck her harder."Oh baby that feels so good. Fuck me, I want to cum. Faster, Oh God I'm going to cum. Yeeesss! I'm cuuuuummmmminnnnng!" Ohhhh, it feeeeeeellls soooo goooooood!"I then started pumping my cum into her. It really felt good fucking my own wife for a change.I pulled my cock out of her but left my fist in her pussy. It was kind of awkward but we were able to get over to the bed and lay. They kissed and fondled the other’s tits. “You look very sensual together,” Dan remarked.“Thank you for the compliment, which has earned you more time with us,” Stacey smiled. Her hand joined his fingering Morgan’s teenaged pussy. “I’ll have to go and brush my teeth to freshen my breath before we can kiss again. I hate having to brush my teeth before I eat, ruins the taste of the food,” Stacey commented.“I’ll help you to serve the meals,” Morgan offered.Dan took Stacey’s hand, leaning her. He immediately became interested. A second or two later he heard a gentle sigh. She might not be awake, but at that point he knew she was not completely asleep, either. As he stared at the image, he could feel himself become aroused. Even though he could see only the white sheet, he knew what lay beneath. As he stared in silence, Silvia rolled onto her back. Her feet were flat on the bed, allowing her knees to rise into the air. Her arm and hand moved beneath the silkiness, and he could tell.