I want a piece of the action. I want some of what Mary Ellen's hogging to herself." Look, about this morning, Veronica, I was uptight. Tense. Big thin...gs are brewing and I'm nervous about them." Karl, I want you." Veronica's plea was as simple and straight forward as she could make it. She went around the desk and perched on the edge, her long, slim legs swinging freely as she reached down and began stroking him. Her fingers sought out all the right places to turn him on. She knew immediately. Dad never seemed like he had really forced himself on her. So she just kind of took the whole issue in stride and was ok with it. Later on, I could tell she began using it to her advantage. She eventually had dad wrapped around her little finger. There were usually not too many times she didn’t get her way about things Shelly always seemed to have a strange sort of fascination with a guy’s cum. From that first time when I had watched them from the closet she always seemed to revel in. She then prised out her massive breasts one by one which then allowed her to continue removing her suit over the many rolls of fat between her breasts and the top of her legs. I took a glimpse of her bottom half through the lower hole as she completely removed her suit. There were at least four rolls of flab in this area, the lower forming an apron covering her pubic & vulval area, but she was naked. She appeared to be drying her top half so I went to have a closer look. Her breasts were so. It was rather large. He was about 8 or 9 inches, well bigger then my husband’s cock. I was a little excited but the smell from the man’s cock was just a bad. I was having second thoughts when the man grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock. “Hey you pretty bitch, start sucking or I turn you in.” I grabbed his thighs to brace myself and slowly lowered my mouth to his cock. When my lips touched it I could taste how awful it was. I was really getting close to puking. I started to part my lips.