Mr Fowler alternates between you

You continue to make out with Mrs Fowler and feel Mr Fowler stick his face in your pussy while continues to pound his wife. You break the kiss to moan out.

"Oh yes, that feels good Mr Fowler, eat your baby girl out!"

The attention you are getting from his mouth, knowing that his daughter is watching, and also hearing you say 'baby girl' is exquisite. You further delighted when Mr Fowler pulls away and responds.

"You like that baby girl?"

"Yes, yes I do." You look over your shoulder at him.

"You want some cock, baby girl?"

Mr Fowler is really getting into it , huh?

You nod. You twist your face into something you hope is seductive.

"Yeah, your baby girl wants your hard, fat cock in her."

Mr Fowler pulls out of his wife, gets up off of his knees and then realigns himself with your groin.

You feel the head of his dick open you up, and you turn back to Liz and start making out with her. She cups both your breasts and pinches your nipples. Mr Fowler starts to open you up, it wasn't that long ago he was fucking you but you'd already forgotten how thick he was. You groan into Liz's mouth as her husband starts to fuck you.

"Oh fuck yes." Mr Fowler grunts as he proceeds to pound you, both hands gripping your hips tightly. "Take my cock!"

You start encouraging him, talking really nastily, the girth on his cock fills you up. Liz slips her hand between your legs and plays with you.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck." You cry out.

"That's it, baby girl, oh baby girl." Mr Fowler grunts. "Oh fuck, oh yes, Emily!"

You stop moving and then look at him. He looks crestfallen.

"Is that what you want?" You ask quietly.

Mr Fowler looks like he is trying to think up an excuse for why he called you his daughter's name.

"Is that what you want Daddy?" You ask.

You feel his dick pulse inside you.

Slowly you start fucking him.

"That's it Daddy." You purr.