Mallard repeated a little more loudly, her lips pursed in disapproval."Um, good afternoon, Ms. Mallard," Amanda mumbled. She stopped in front of the s...ofa where Ms. Mallard and Frank were sitting.Ms. Mallard made a small face and sighed through her nose. "Really, Mr. Consco. I would expect you to have instilled better manners on the child -- on Amanda -- by this time."Frank felt a little more relaxed in the presence of his daughter. "She is quite fine in that regard, Ms. Mallard," he said. "We--uh--shouldn't be doing this," she said huskily, but she stayed in my arms."Mom, you're just so beautiful--and so desirable. I've had--many--many--thoughts about you in the past. For years, in fact." Have you, honey?" said Mom in wonder, looking surprised but pleased. Then she put her arms around my neck again and her open lips on mine. The kisses now deepened, and our tongues got into the action. Her breath smelled so good; in fact, everything about her smelled good. I had never necked. He stood up, nodded to the other guy at the door and led the ladies inside.Once inside they were led through the hundreds of people to the back room, **BUZZ** theintruder in erin’s pussy went off on her clit, vibrating while alternatelyshocking her sopping wet pussy. “is she okay?” the boubncer asked in response to seeing erin stumblelike a drunkard “she’s fine, just a little excited” “you two are some strange sluts then” They finally reached the back store-room which apparently was their. The pink silk soaked up my seed. My white jizz bled through as my cock spurted over and over. I groaned, the rush of pleasure surging over me. Stars danced before my eyes.“Daddy! Daddy! I love it when you cum in my panties!”“Me, too!” I groaned.“When are you going to cum in my pussy, though? I need you, Daddy. I want you. Can’t you tell by how I prance around nearly naked? How I flash my cute rump at you. I’m so horny for you, Daddy. I need your cock to slide into me.”I groaned at that idea. My.