“Er, well I wasn’t going to put it so crudely,” he replied, “But yes, that’s about the size of it.”
“That’s not fair,” Sylvie insisted, “Why should I move out because Mom can’t keep her knickers on.”
“I never said anything about that,” he insisted. Indian sex “Except when you’re spunking in me,” she reminded him, “When your cock is sliding up my cunny, you didn’t complain then,”
“But hon,” he protested. “Shit, it’s no secret, she screwed the pool guy until he got fed up of her wearing him out, and the gardener until he wanted a three some with her and me.” Sylvie explained, “And I hadn’t had a cock at all then.”
“Gee, honey, you never said,” he replied, “Who took your cherry, or no, forget it, I shouldn’t have asked.”
“Silly Daddy, you didn’t think In was still a virgin did you?” she laughed, “Oh my god that bird flew ages ago.”
“I never knew you had a boy friend,” he replied. It was so so good he never wanted it to end. “That would have been wrong on so many levels,” he sighed. “Far far far to late for that Daddy,” she sighed, “I want to be fucked in all my holes, have a threesome, gee I want to live a little OK?”
“If you’re sure hon,” he replied, “If that’s what you want.”
“And tell mom
