Malaika: And after that are you going to fuck me in my tight ass, baby? Please?Sid: God!Malaika: And maybe cum at my face? Huh, Sid? Do you want to cu...m at my face?Malaika kept pushing her naked ass against my tight dick in my pants. I was dry humping her from the back.Sid: Oh, yes!Malaika: Then come on, baby, cum for me! Cum! Cum! (Sid cums) Mm-hm! Uh-huh. Nice.I squeeze her boobs tight as I cum in my pants. My hair was dirty, so was my dick in my pants. Malaika turned around and pushed me. The water was clear the last time, but I want to do it once more to be sure."He was breathing hard as he stared at her perfectly puckered brown hole. She looked back at him. "Put it in, baby."He dropped to his knees and pressed his lips against her asshole. His tongue darted out to lick around the tight puckered opening. Olivia moaned softly as he pushed his tongue into her ass."Give it to me, Daddy," she said reaching for the hose. "I'll do it."He pulled his tongue out of her and stood up.. The sun burned away my nighttime fears and I saw my dad again as my father, not a predator. We rowed the boat to a spot on the lake near our cabin that looked intriguing as a place to catch a lunker. Dad and I fished for several hours, catching and releasing several nice sized fish but the big ones weren’t taking the bait. It was another hot day and since our supply of ice had long ago melted we had only tepid bottles of water to cool us. The longer I sat in the boat with my parent the more. I was sweating after the busy day in the French sun and my feet were sore from waiting tables all day. The owner of the restaurant was there too, a handsome Frenchman in his late 30s. He had tanned skin and an excellent physique, which pierced through his tailored black shirt, muscles bulging as he counted the cash behind the counter. As I leaned over to pick up a fork which had fallen, my jeans ripped right on the ass crack, with a loud tearing noise. 'Ooh, looks like you need some new pants'.