. if I ... If she could do what she wanted with me. That's what was just about to happen when you arrived. She's waited years for this kind of chance!..."Margaret let out a muffled protesting roar. Sarah kicked her hard in the ribs with her bare foot. This was all so weird, unreal. I looked around, and all the evidence was there, Margaret had been preparing Sarah for sex. One day she seemed to love me, was as desperate for me as I was for her, and the next she was screwing Sarah, taking advantage. She has no idea that I'm in your bed, having sex with you -- that I must have sex with my Princess again. I push my fingers deeply inside your pussy and begin finger fucking you. I love the feel of your moist internal flesh, all creamy with my thick nasty Daddy semen. You stir and awaken. You sleepily ask me what is happening. I whisper, "It's okay sweetheart. It's just Daddy. I'm finger-fucking your pussy again. Do you like that?" You mumble, only half-awake, and roll over on your back in the. .ohhhh….ohhhhh.” I kept on doing this for nearly a minute when I felt her pussy walls squeezing my finger. I increased the speed of my work, “c’mon, don’t stop! Faster, Arfan, faster!” she ordered. I kept on fingering the living daylights off her as the busty whore moaned like a crazy bitch in heat. I loved the entire spectacle in front of my eyes - watching my colleague restlessly shaking her body - the best sight was watching her tits jingle in all directions. It felt great to be having such. While Paul wrote out a check, my wife pulled off hersweater and dropped her bra, exposing her breasts forhim. Giggling and waving good-bye to me, my wife ledPaul back to our bedroom and closed the door behindthem.The blood in my veins started to boil, but it wasn’tjealousy. Kim was right, I’d been fantasizing about herfucking other men for ages I just didn’t know she knewhow much. Even as I thought about that, I thought abouther taking off Paul’s clothes. I saw her in my.