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"NO FAIR! I'm horny too!" Trisha yelled out laughing and reached to playfully slap Chantal on her arm. "Let's have a "cat" fight to see who gets him!" I don't think so, why not see who can suck me off the fastest wins!" I said teasing them, "Or you both could… share me." I asked not knowing what they would think of all of us making love together. Up until now, each of us had our own room, I went to see them on different nights.Chantal laughed, "I should have known you'd liked that, Daddy. All you men are the same." She laughed again hugging me. "I think that would be a blast! Sharing you." She moaned and reached to rub my hard cock."I think that would be great!" Trisha said as her hand joined Chantal's in my pants. "He's already so hard. Feel it? I've got a great idea!" Trisha said looking into my daughters eyes. Chantal just smiled and replied, "Let's both suck him off!" and they unzipped my jeans, freeing my hard cock. "Oh it's so beautiful!" she moaned and both girls started. Would you like me to emerge from it in outdoor clothes, ready to get in acab and go home, or would you prefer me to emerge in nightwear, ready toshare your bed for the night." I'd love it if you stayed with me here, tonight," I replied withoutneeding to consider it even.With that, she eased herself from the bed, went out to gather herovernight bag and disappeared into my bathroom. Reclining on the bed, Irejoiced in the afterglow of our love making, contemplating much of whathad happened today.It seemed like it was no time before Charlie reappeared, looking pictureperfect again. Only now she looked very different. Gone was the longblond hair, replaced by a jet black page boy style cut. The heavier eyeliner was replaced by more subtle eye make up, her lips now a shade ofblack softer than that of her hair. She was wearing a lacy black satinslip, which served to emphasise those glorious breasts, her nipplesclearly protruding through the delicate material. The slip reached downto mid.
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