When daddy came down the stairs twenty minutes later Kate was waiting in the kitchen at the breakfast bar. She had one foot on the ground and one foot... on the bar of the adjacent bar stool. It wasn’t a sexual pose, but it was obviously not backing away neither.Daddy was finishing drying his hair with a towel as he walked in, looking very sheepish.Kate handed him the Americano that she had made him when she heard him opening drawers in his room. She knew how much he loved his Nespresso. We were still open on the Monday and Tuesday and it was my job to make sure all the books were in the correct order on the shelves or in neat piles so that they could be counted easily as we were shutting all day on the Wednesday. Things went well and at lunch time he said we deserved a good break and we would count the special books afterwards to round off the day. I had not seen these before and most of them were in cellophane bags only showing the picture on the front and he told me that was. Hands that were unbuttoning her shirt and feeling her legs above her short skirt. The laughter then stopped when she quietly asked the guys to stop, but her voice sounded like stopping was the last thing that she actually wanted the guys to do.Susan is a great looking woman who turns male heads wherever she goes, because of her red hair, legs that go on forever and a large pair of natural tits that men's eyes become glued to. Despite her somewhat half hearted protests the three footballers. The spunk burst from me into his mouth and throat. He swallowed my load and continued to suck my prick as I came down from my peak, taking the last few onto his tongue. Sir stood in front of me, pressed me down onto my knees, offered me his cock. I tentatively ran my tongue over the clear sticky tear in the slit of his knob. Suck it he commanded as his hands rested on the top of my head. I sucked his knob and part of his shaft into my mouth. He gripped my head and thrust his prick at my mouth..