This just drove her mad and she pulled me up and as she lay back on the bed and spred her legs wide pulling me on top of her as my hard knob slipped s...traight inside her willing pussy, she felt just like her daughter, but not as tight. She had more juices flowing as my knob entered her they coated my whole shaft and then I was up her as deep as I could get as my balls came to rest on her ass. I was fucking my girlfriends mum and my bosses wife.She was the most willing woman I had ever fucked, I. After a few minutes while everyone worked through things, the cop asked Faye to go down to the morgue and identify Roger. I told him we would follow him in the Escalade if he would give us an escort. He pulled in another car and we went in convoy.It was Roger, all right. The coroner said, "He died instantly of massive head trauma -- but his body was riddled with cancer -- did you know that?"Faye nodded. "We suspected. He was just getting ready to go get looked at -- things weren't right." I. She was talking to me. But what caught my attention was that she had slipped her hand into her skirt and was touching herself. All the while she was talking to me and I could slowly decipher a change in the tone of her voice. She was a bit breath less. I now was convinced that she was hot for me. I told her that instead of talking on phone it would be better to meet and talk. She hurriedly asked me to give her 5 minutes. She got up from the bed, adjusted her skirt and in those precious. He reached out both hands and took my soft sweater at its bottom edge on my sides, even with about my belly-button, and pulled it straight up over my raised arms. My wavy hair flew around my face then dropped down in a disheveled mess. I quickly ran fingers of both hands through my hair to straighten it out, and Daddy was already working on my low-rise jeans. I stood quietly watching him unzip my jeans then unbutton them, and I put my hand on his shoulder to steady myself as my father stripped.