He didn’t resist, lifting his hips to help her yank the leggings down, the tight gray fabric peeling off his sweat-slick skin and pooling on the gym floor. They ate in easy silence, forks clinking, the plan set,Orgasms switching back a forgotten notion–they were settled, these bodies theirs now.

The kitchen lights dimmed as Ken and Linda finished their meal, the clatter of forks giving way to a quiet that draped the house like a heavy quilt. We’ll have angles where you’re sucking my dick or I’m eating your pussy and angles where my cock is plunging in and out of your pussy.” I wanted to make my daughter know I was serious about fucking her.

Rose squealed with delight and then jumped off of her bed and started rummaging through her night bag. He arched his back, pressing himself deeper onto her, and the friction of the pantyhose against her skin sent a fresh wave of heat through him.