The two girls then stood up in front of me and pushed me down onto the floor on my knees in front of them. Angela took my hands and placed them under ...her pleated skirt indicating she wanted me to remove her tiny and delicate white lace panties. I slowly pulled the panties over her rounded buttocks and hips and down her slim and firm tanned legs. I could feel the front of the panties were already soaking wet from her juices of arousal. Angela and Lisa’s hands pushed my head further under. Like if this was the end that it was just natural to go with it." Man, that's one we haven't encountered yet," Cate chimed in. "So far we've had an Angel, Jesus and a mighty spirit. I'd never have imagined the Angel of Death," she said, staring at me intently."I'm sorry," My mother chimed in, "but speaking as a mother, the image of poor sweet Alex being the Angel of Death is just..." She visibly shivered at the thought, unable to find words to properly describe how that concept made her feel.. ”“What? But... But…” Still flustered, he asked, “What are you talking about?”“Look, Dad, do I have to spell it out for you? OK, I will. I want you to take me to bed and fuck me silly. Is that clear enough?”“Is this some weird joke?”“It's no joke. I am very serious. Please take me to bed!”“I can’t do that; I’m your father. It’s not right.”“It is right, Dad. It’s right for both of us.”“Ally, we can get you help.”“The only help I need is what I just told you. Take me to bed and fuck me. My next instruction was to kneel on the bed on all fours, l felt the head of his cock parting my pussy lips wider and wider it felt like l was being split in half by the bulbous head of Tom’s cock, l could feel every inch filling my inside, l took a large gulp of air and cried “oww yeses!” as Tom’s shaft slid further l found myself panting like a dog. He asked who had the better cock, my husband Dave or his and as much as l loved my husband l had to admit Tom’s cock filled every inch of my.