." Bonding, son, just plain old bonding. A father and daughter just spending some quality time together. Sure some folks might call it fucking or so...mething else, but we Smiths see it as a way of keeping our family close together."CHAPTER 6: EVENTS FROM OUR ENGAGEMENT: I Learn More About a Smith family SecretHer father went on explaining the benefits of bonding. However, my mind seemed to shut down as I stood there trying to assess what had apparently happened before I'd arrived.Out of the. .,"There is nothing quite like hearing a lusty woman read your words aloud while you're dining on her quivering quim. I couldn't take the arousal anymore and proceeded to stroke myself as I devoured Becky's crease with ever increasing gusto.Apparently Becky had noticed this and had hit a buzzer on her desk, because the door to her office opened yet again. This time it was Diana from the front desk who entered the room, and upon seeing our tableaux knelt so that she could quickly access my. Maybe it was the position (missionary) where the cunt is better equipped to hold the cock. As we continued kissing, he was lifting by bums with both his hands and goading me to ride on his cock.I haven’t done horse riding in my life, but I think this sensation and movements were the same. Up and down and sometimes sideways. Both of us could not see the screen!I had my back to the screen and Sir. Because I was sitting on him, he could only see my face and my boobs. But both of us did not mind. Leigha wasn't. It wasn't so much that she wanted to come but more that she wanted to spend more time with him inside of her.She drew her legs up and straddled him, her knees clasping his body. Instead of leaning over she sat straight up, her pussy still clasping his cock. Marty was a little sensitive and she was causing him a bit of discomfort this way but he would never admit it.Especially with the event that began to unfold above him.Leigha had a special treat for him. She had thought about.