Amelia asked.Where is your mom?He wasn’t very gentle, this one.One of my sisters attended, too.I slid down and mature began licking sexy and sucking his now smooth, hair free cock.Ingjard bent to our conjoined parts, Hardcore probed, sampled our commingled secretions.What's this about our daughter trying to seduce you, and then Vanessa fucking you stripping instead?Good morning, sir.Once outside she took a hose and hosed off the women butt with cold water.I’m sure that sounds a bit preposterous but it’s exactly what happened.He stares at her perfect breasts. Ivy squealed all the more sexy at the added attention to her sensitive spot, her noises driving Warrick ever closer to his next cum.He gazed at his daughter as she leaned forward over Ivy, eyes closed and mouth agape, moaning at the woman’s oral butt assault. From the other side of Ivy’s body, Warrick, too, leaned in closer to his daughter. While he thrust in and out of their family friend, he ducked towards his daughter and caught her lips with his.Brie’s eyes snapped open as she felt her father mash his face against hers in a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. His large tongue caressed her diminutive one, and she pushed hers back against it, tasting his spit. She moaned in agony as the triangle of bodies undulated in unison, pleasuring each mature other, one after another and back again.Warrick could feel his cum boiling in his balls, but he sensed that Ivy was close, and he hoped that Hardcore he could maintain long enough to see her through her orgasm. To speed things along for her, he broke his kiss with Brie and, with his hand on the back of his daughter’s neck, pulled her face down to Ivy’s gash.As the small girl neared the junction where Warrick’s cock pistoned in and out of Ivy, Brie’s eyes flicked up to her father’s, unsure what he wanted her to do. Give Ivy’s clitty a suck, baby. Brie gazed down at the woman’s bared pussy, watching her father mate with the woman who was not her mother. She smelled the strong aroma of Ivy’s cunt wafting up with each thrust; it was not unlike her mother’s, but it was also different. It was familiar. It was Ivy’s scent.Ivy’s labia were already splayed open over her father’s meat, but Brie used her fingers to pry them apart further, revealing her glistening pink insides all the more, and the glossy, bulbous nub of her clit.Ivy could feel Brie playing around with her vagina, and she moaned hoarsely at the sensation. Brie was too small for them to sixty-nine effectively, but when the little girl’s pussy slid off her chin, Ivy reached her fingers to Brie’s gash. She attempted to plunge two inside, but stripping Brie was too tight and Ivy settled for one. Jesus, Warrick, I can only get one finger inside the little slut.