After Jean moved in and I met Tony I don’t do things with Daddy any more. She is a bit younger than him. They made no secret about the fact they had... sex together and I heard them doing it a lot. She talked to me about her and Daddy a few times and said she was sorry she broke us up. I said I still loved him and I was happy that he had found her. She was very nice to me and didn’t look down her nose at me because I had been having sex with Daddy. I sat down with them both one night and told them. He started to talk to me dirty while he was pounding me, he was saying things like randi bana dunga tujhe, acha lagega na? Teri gand mast hai randi and all that.After about fucking me in doggy style for 5 mins, he took his condom off and asked me to suck him again. I did so without a question, this time I was sucking him deeper and harder. He told me he wanted to cum all over my face and I sucked him for about 2-3 minutes before he was ready to blow his load. He took his cock out of my mouth. "What if I told you, there was a monster living inside of me?"Of all the things she could have said, that was one I never considered. I swallowed hard, struggling to respond. Finally, I was able to come up with a two word question. "Is there?" Without even looking at me, she nodded her head. "How do you know this?" I asked.She then looked up at me. "I can feel it." She then leaned back, parted her legs slightly, and brought her hands down towards her waist before adding, "In here." Then she. If his nose was sensitive, he had to smell my arousal. My labia felt full rubbing my clit with every step I had taken; I was on the verge of a climax and we had only talked and danced. My nipples were erect and rubbing against the fabric of my black cocktail dress which did not help any.I lost my senses when he asked me, “Where to?”My mind was muddled. My command of English lapsed and I responded in my native tongue, “Mia casa.” Thank God he understood, ‘my home’.It felt like the trip took.