I gave a low groan as she squeezed her vaginal muscles, gripping the welcoming hardness inside her. I pulled out almost all the way the drove back in,... making her gasp as my cock found the farthest reaches of her cunt, her hands scrabbled in the grass, searching for something to grip, to hold onto as my thrusts drove her backwards. The girls pulled apart and took a hand each,"Fuck her daddy, she's loving it, go on daddy fill her cunt!" Oh Paul, yes fuck me darling, shag my fucking brains. With his situation at home, they had limited opportunities to meet. When they did, it was always amazing. He made her cum over and over; she could tell what he was missing at home and happy to be the one to fill the void for him.She knows he likes to send stories to her when she is at work, just to tease. He knows she won’t read them until she gets home. They are too distracting to read during the day. Not that knowing there is one waiting for her isn’t distracting as well!She read one on her. It couldn’t have worked out better, as we walked up to Jill’s desk she had the cap toe flats completely off but, as soon as I introduced my wife Jill slipped back into the cap toe flats swung around and crossed her legs, hanging one of the flats right out in the open. While my wife and Jill were talking Jill would pop her heal in and out of the dangling flat, swing it once or twice quite low. As we walked away my wife asked me if I would like to see her in the “little bitch’s flats”, of course. She had no idea who. It appeared to be a private group, the image she saw on the laptop’s screen of her and Allessandra hanging side by side was being shared with the group. Taking note of her dry cough, Bob walked over and stood in front of Tammy, his hand playing across her naked chest, weighing, squeezing. ‘Don’t get upset. I still have some digging to do. That might take a couple of hours,’ his evil laugh rattled her and she managed to find enough spit that it slid down his cheek, into the.