They can teach us how they kept their secret so well."Angelina sat back and looked deeply into my eyes as she gave herself the time to digest that inf...ormation, finally acknowledging her understanding of the concept."Well, at least I told my daughter the truth," my daughter gave me her impression. "You are the wisest man on earth." Not likely, Sweetheart, but I appreciate the compliment. If I was the smartest man on earth, I'd know better than to fall in love with my own daughter, wouldn't I?. He was commando so his cock popped out as he stood up and moved to Angel.She locked eyes with him. “Looks like this is your lucky day,” she purred at him, grabbing his cock and placing it at her opening. “Now, fuck me like I am the last piece of ass you’ll ever have,” she hissed.Fuck her he did. He began to ram his cock into her as if he was trying to hurt her. “Yes, fuck me, fuck me harder,” she moaned. He was stretching her out so nicely, she felt another orgasm build and it hit her. Like any other young girl that age with time and money on her hands, she was always looking for company, and usually the company of men. However, as she came from a very strict and controlling family that would frown on her being too obvious or cheap in her attempts to draw men to her, she had to bet her attention and approval on the sly, with out her mother knowing what she was up too. Still, like any other nave young girl looking for male companionship and approval, she was destined to be. The usual shapeless, baggy top, the very unflattering jeans, the cheapo trainers.She chuckles as she recalls a phase Martha went through a while back, when she started trying to look a little more feminine and sexy ... wore above the knee skirts a few times, and frilly little blouses. Jo had encouraged her in this, because it amused her no end to see the poor cow looking so ridiculous, but the jeers and insults of other people, especially some of the cruder men they ran into on their nights.