Her eye to the peephole, she saw Susan looking back at her. The door swung open, almost as if it had done it itself. “Hi,” she whispered thru her ...grin “Come in.” They walked slowly into the living room, both uncertain where to take this. A tingle filled Dalias’ stomach and she felt a moistening between her thighs. They both sank into the two huge chairs, their eyes never wavering from each other. Dalia felt her nipples harden and strain against the silk of the robe. Susan slowly licked her. He was no longer thinking of her as his daughter. He was too hot. "My balls are filled with cum." "Mmmm," Missy sighed. She hefted his huge swollen ball-sac in her hand. "God, they're heavy." She squeezed them gently, enjoying the sound of her father's groans. "Nnnn, baby," he rasped. The drop of cum became larger as more jizz seeped from his piss-slit. He jerked up, driving his prick through her fingers. His balls rumbled, swelling even larger as Missy stroked his cockshaft and fondled his. The clientele of the coffee shop were mostly clerical staff from the offices in the area, including Dalton’s Office Furniture. Twice every work day, they came into the shop in two groups with Hank in the earlier group, usually accompanied by the younger men and women who worked there. The second group of Dalton’s employees was always made up of the older members of the staff, all of whom were women. Hank was young enough, about forty Carol would have guessed, that he would have fit with either. “You're really enjoying this aren't you? Hmmm? You like this baby? I know you love it…””No…” she murmured, her voice barely a whisper...“Ohhh yes, Sarah.” He moaned in her ear. Sarah panicked when she realized that he was about to drive his rock hard manhood all the way into her virgin pussy. She didn’t want this man to claim her virginity, but couldn’t seem to do or say anything to stop it. Then it was too late. She felt him pull back, and then thrust forcefully back into her. His long, thick.