I buried into her again and again. “Goddamn, that's good.”“Yes, yes, Daddy!” she moaned, her twat clenching hard on me.I thrust into her hard ...and fast, my balls slapping into Janelle's cunt. Her big boobs jiggled and shook. Milk beaded at her nipples. That wonderful treat had just started coming in. My daughter moaned, the stirrups creaking.My balls smacked into her flesh. The fleshy thuds echoed through the exam room while my daughter whimpered. Her pussy held me tight. She massaged me. It was. By his clothing and jewlry it looked like he had some bucks. While he was gone I suggested that she should let him get little peeks of her pussy, but to make it look like it was unintentional. I told her to be slightly flirtatious and if he asked her to dance that she should get as nasty as she wanted. By now she was buzzed enough to forget about inhabitions. As I suspected, when you are friendly and show no signs jealousy in a bar, eventially someone will ask your girl to dance. I watched him. He stood up, holding her in his arms, carried her to the bedroom, fucking her the whole time and they lay on the bed fucking. My fantasy of seeing them fuck was being fulfilled. He pulled out, licked her pussy and motioned for me to come over. I dove into her hot, sweet pussy and licked and sucked; she was dripping wet from his fucking her. He threw me a condom and I moved up and penetrated that sweet, hot cunt. I had never fucked someone so hot in my life. I put my face between those. ” Paul grinned, slinging his arm over her shoulder to fend off the ocean’s cool breeze. “Oh, come off it, Paul. You took me to a hotel in the middle of the afternoon and asked if maybe I’d sleep with you. That’s called hormones… not spontaneity.” Jess laughed, rolling her eyes. Paul actually blushed, “Well… I’ve gotten better… right?” “Of course, baby. You’re the king of spontaneity! Now, what fool idea did you put in John’s head?” “Skinny dipping.” Paul replied proudly. “Paul! This is a public.