I looked over her shoulder to see my wife’s reaction and was surprised to see she was holding Jessie still against me by her shoulders and was sucki...ng on her Giant tits. I began steadily rocking back in forth into her and listened closely to all her moans of pleasure she was feeling. After a while of this I felt my wife release Jessie’s shoulders and reach around to feel me filling her friend with cock, She then moved her hand down and began squeezing and flicking Jessie’s clit. I felt Jessie’s. A stunned look settled in Ian’s eyes as he looked at his beautiful young daughter. Could had he been wrong all this time? The thought of another man tapping that ass, before him, made his blood boil.“Man I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, my best friend’s hot sexy young daughter was willing and ready to give up her pussy, and I was the lucky son of a bitch that was going to get it.“Yeah and we both know your sorry black ass will never turn down free pussy.”Ian sneered.“You dam right, turning. As I suspected, they shared a lot of secrets - perhaps too many -- despite a five year age difference between them.I told Gwen that her kid sister adored and emulated her. I explained that sex with Chelsea was not planned; rather, it had just happened (the truth, which I did not share, was that Chelsea was the aggressor). Still facing away from me, she again sighed, and said I didn't know the half of it. In response, I admitted that I had no idea what she was talking about. As Gwen began to. ’ said Cook. ‘As for you, Troy, you mind your own fucking business, or you won’t be employed here any longer.’ ‘Is that a promise for me to hold you to, or a threat to be ignored?’ I asked. The red crowbar was tapping in my hand. Cook was stymied, and he walked away from me, towards City Hall. The old people were laughing as Dagmar thanked me. ‘Keep your eyes peeled and your head on a swivel.’ I told her. ‘Tell Colby that, too, Cook is like a cornered, wounded tiger. There is no telling what he.