Chapter 11

It did, in fact, take Romi quite a while to get into the habit of calling Henry ‘sir’ at work, instead of addressing him as ‘daddy’, which only fueled assumptions that Henry had only hired her because of their familial ties. And it was easy to understand why company employees might assume that, since the entire board of directors had been populated via nepotism. Closer to home, in an office with so few employees, it didn’t take long for Romi to catch wind of that grist as it made its way through the rumor mill.

At home, Romi mentioned it to Henry. “Daddy, there are some people at work who think I only got the job because we’re related. That’s not true, right?”

Henry took her hands in his, and made sure he was looking her straight in the eyes. “Sweetie, I hired you because I saw how good you could be for our team. Your qualifications and eagerness to learn are what got you the job. Now, I will admit that since you’re my daughter, I already knew your qualifications before you showed up to interview. But I didn’t make my decision to hire you until after you’d already met the other people, and had been interviewed by them. So, no – I didn’t hire you because you’re my daughter. I hired you because I think you’re the right person for the job.”

“Phew,” Romi exhaled with relief. “I thought so, but I had to ask, just to be sure.”

“I’m glad you did,” Henry said. “Can I give you some advice, sweetie?”

“Well ... duh,” she chuckled. “I’ll take all the help I can get.”

“The best way to shut down a rumor like this is to act like you haven’t heard it. Then, just focus on your work in a professional manner. If you do that, I’m confident your work will speak for itself. Rise above those ‘chatty Cathy’ types who apparently don’t have lives of their own. And if you don’t give them anything to snipe at, then they’ll come around and see you like you want to be seen ... a professionally minded, talented member of the team.”

Romi hugged Henry, wrapping her arms around his neck, and kissing his cheek. “Thank you, Daddy. I promise I won’t let you down.”

“You never have before, sweetie. I have no doubt you’ll continue to amaze me.”

Late Saturday afternoon, after the family had lounged by the pool for a couple hours, then finished their dinner on the patio, Michelle got everyone’s attention when, unprompted, she announced, “I don’t need a turn with Dad tonight, I wanna try something different.”

“Um ... oh-kay,” a confused Flora replied. “Well, you know the rules, honey – we don’t talk about anything like that where other people might be able to hear us. But ... once we get back inside, I want to know what’s on your mind, sweetie.”

Romi couldn’t wrap her mind around Michelle’s refusal to feel Henry’s touch. For the over-busty 16-year-old, each little brush against his skin with her own naked form fueled her happiness. “Why would anyone not want as much of that as they could get?” Romi silently wondered. But if Michelle wanted to cede her time with Daddy, Romi would gladly take it.

As it turned out, Michelle wasn’t just being kind, though that was a tiny part of her reasoning. She knew how much her adoptive mother and (especially) sister craved Henry’s thick cock. And while she herself did take great pleasure in feeling the evidence of his love, she found herself just as aroused by the feel of Flora or Romi’s skin. Their softness made the blonde teen quiver just as much as the sight of Henry’s angry member.

After the dishes were cleared, all four met in the master bedroom. There, as they were all disrobing, Michelle explained what she’d been imagining. “Okay, first ... who’s gonna get Dad inside them first, Momma Flora or Romi?”

Flora spoke up first. “Romi’s gonna be first tonight. Since she’s trying for a baby, she should get his first load.”

Romi blushed with excitement. “And I will happily accept it.” She then made several silly grandiose gestures, as if she were accepting a movie award. “I’d like to thank my agent, and the writer, of course, and...”

Flora laughed, “Okay, we get the picture ... you silly goose...”

Michelle continued. “Okay. Then Romi should get on her back ... yep, like that ... and then Dad can get between her legs ... yeah ... and then I’d really like it if Momma Flora laid on her back over here ... yeah, that’s right ... and I’ll kinda squat over her face so she can lick my pussy while I suck on Romi’s big titties.

Everyone else seemed pleased enough with the arrangement, and they all shrugged their happy acceptance.

“Oh yeah ... I almost forgot,” Michelle added. “I want you to ram this in my butt, Dad. Like ... once you get it started, just really go to town ... don’t hold back at all.” She slathered her dildo with lube and handed it to Henry, then resumed her position, with her taut little butt in the air as Flora lay underneath, tickling her budding clit with her experienced tongue.

Henry first eased the dildo into Michelle’s ass, the head popping into her tight ring after a couple moments of resistance. The teen groaned, low and long as the fake dick violated her, and Flora continued to tease the girl’s sensitive, shaved folds.

He then focused on Romi, spread before him, her smooth little mound already glistening with her arousal. Using his free hand, he eased the head of his twitching rod into the busty teen’s sugary sluice. As usual, she was extremely tight, and getting his thick meat fully inside her required some patience. But he was more than happy to take his time, because it allowed him to spend that much longer savoring the sensations she provided.

After several minutes in this awkward position, Henry realized that Romi wasn’t getting as much attention as she wanted, and he wasn’t able to fully enjoy either of the other ladies as fully as he wanted. Leaning forward just enough to kiss Romi briefly, he told her, “I’m coming back to you, sweetie ... I promise. Just let me help Michelle finish, okay?”

Romi hated the feeling of him removing his paternal pecker from her primed pussy, but she understood why he needed to do it. And to be honest, she wanted all his attention, but she knew she wasn’t going to get it until Michelle was satisfied. So, she simply nodded to her Daddy, secure in the knowledge that he would soon plug her quivering hole again.

When Henry saw Romi’s nod, he slowly removed his twitching, slimy rod from her and maneuvered to that he was directly behind Michelle. From there, he heeded Michelle’s earlier instruction to ‘really go to town’ with the dildo in her vise-like ass. While Flora pulled the girl’s hips down and planted her mouth on her smooth slit, Henry jammed as much of the dildo into Michelle’s rump as she could take. Over and over and over again ... just hammering that fake phallus in and out of her tight ass like a piston. It only took a few minutes of this treatment before Michelle started squealing and whimpering into Romi’s mountainous mammaries.

“Aaah!” Romi yelped. “No so hard, ‘chelle! Jesus, you almost bit my nipple off!”

“ ... sah-ree,” Michelle mumbled into the mass of Romi’s left breast. Then, the lithe blonde girl resumed her efforts to climb the ladder toward her orgasm. It didn’t take long. And when she’d finally peaked, everyone knew it. The supple teen went rigid as she ground her clit on Flora’s mouth. Then, letting out an almost inhuman wail, she squirted! A significant splatter of her juices hit Flora’s face and neck, dripping to the bed sheets below. At that moment, there was no question Michelle had summited. The whole family knew it. Hell, it’s possible that people ½ a mile away knew it! Michelle had screamed and shouted her excitement so loudly that it was a good thing the closest neighbor’s house was so far away. If they’d heard the teen’s cries, they might have called the cops.

As Michelle slowly rode the crest of her joy into the afterglow stage, Henry slowly removed the dildo from her ass and tossed it toward the master bathroom, allowing it to thump heavily then skitter across the tile floor. Finally, he was able to focus all his attention on Romi, who’d grown impatient as she witnessed Michelle’s joyful crescendo.

“Are you ready, baby?” Henry asked Romi.

“Don’t be silly, Daddy,” she replied with a smirk. “I’m always ready for you.”

Henry then began to ease his meat back into Romi’s tunnel of fun. “Holy moly!” he exclaimed. “You’re hotter than a blast furnace right now. And somehow still so wet ... and tight.”

Romi purred as she heard her Daddy’s words. Coupled with the feeling of his massive missile plunging into her, she felt as if she’d found a slice of heaven on Earth. It took a minute or more of small, incremental strokes to fully seat his deviant dong inside her. When she could feel his pubic hair tickling her hairless mound, she groaned and wrapped her limbs around him.

Flora had assisted Michelle into a chair, where the teen continued to idly caress herself while sleepily watching the activities on the bed. Flora was growing impatient with the need to be a part of the action, and arranged her body so that she was bent over, her heavy, swinging tits directly in Romi’s face. “Suck on Momma’s tetas, mija,” she instructed Romi. When she felt Romi’s lips latch onto one of her nipples, Flora reached under herself and began finger banging her own boiling pussy with blistering speed.

“Dios mio! Sί ... just like that, baby,” Flora encouraged her daughter’s suckling efforts while urging her husband’s efforts onward. “Ohhh ... Enrique, give her a baby ... just think ... her tetas will get so big with leche that she’ll need your help to drain them ... to squeeze the milk from her ... to suck it from her tits.”

Henry’s mind locked up, but his body went into overdrive, pummeling Romi’s teen pussy as deeply and quickly as his hips could, moving with rabbit quickness, pummeling her tender hole with his oversized dick. Over and over, he felt the bulbous, spongy head of his cock punch her cervix, causing a little yelp to escape Romi’s lips with each bounce. Very soon, his balls began to tingle and tighten, then the first thick ropes of his jism splattered the insides of her clutching cooch.

“Hold as much of it inside as you can, baby,” Flora encouraged her daughter as Henry’s cock continued to spit and jerk inside the quaking teen. To her credit, Romi endured the volume of her Daddy’s seed for as long as she could before gently pushing on his chest, urging him to slide out of her. As he did so, a glut of cream rushed from her newly unplugged hole, but she had trapped a great deal of it where she wanted it most. Henry laid his cock across her pubic mound and allowed the remainder of his spend to spew, decorating her tummy.

At once, Flora said, “Pull your knees back, mija ... as far as you can ... good girl ... now stay like that for a little while.” While Romi pulled her knees back to so that they jabbed her titanic tits, Flora grabbed a pillow and slid it under the teen’s butt.

“Wow ... Daddy...,” Romi whispered, her amazement and joy evident, “that was so good ... just ... so good.”

Henry nodded, panting just as heavily as Romi. “Sί ... muy bueno,” he said with a smirk.

Since the echoing sounds of sex had quieted, Flora and Henry could hear a faint, soft snoring sound. Looking toward Michelle, they saw her slumped over in the reading chair, her lips curled upward ever so slightly as she slumbered, exhausted from her earlier efforts.

Flora chuckled and shook her head just a little, then addressed Romi. “Mija, I know how much you like to get your Daddy to shoot in you more than once, but I need some lovin’ too. What do you think, Enrique? Do you have another round left in you?”

“For you? Of course, mi bella esposa...”

“Mmm,” Flora kissed him briefly. “Tu español está mejorando. Bueno. Now ... do you need a break first? Or do you think I can convince Stanley to come out and play right now?”

Henry looked down his body and smirked. As had become a common occurrence recently, he was still rock hard after shooting a full load into Romi’s little pussy. Actually, he was probably still hard because he’d just finished cumming in the busty teen.

Flora followed his gaze and realized she wouldn’t need to do anything to get Henry ready again. She smiled impishly and stood at the end of the bed, wiggling her hips to entice him to get behind her. “Put it in my from behind, honey,” she said. “I want you to pound me as hard as you just pounded our little girl.”

Henry happily did his best to meet his wife’s demands, piledriving himself into her as deeply as she could accommodate before he bottomed out, slamming into her cervix with each primal stroke. Driven by his own lust, he reached under her and manhandled her hanging mammaries, squeezing so hard he was afraid he might leave bruises. Through it all, Flora urged him onward.

Still holding her knees on her own boobs, Romi watched with heavy-lidded eyes as her parents brutally banged one another. She briefly considered sliding down the bed so her mom could lick the excess juice from her own still-drooling pussy, but decided against it. If anyone in the house loved licking a cum-filled slit, it was Michelle, not Flora. So, Romi decided to wait a while and see if Michelle woke up. If so, she’d be happy to clean Romi’s private area with her tongue. If not, maybe her mom would want some. And if all else failed, she knew she could scoop up some of it herself before getting in the shower to wash away what she didn’t want.

After Henry had blasted his wife’s pussy full of his manly juice, Flora urged Romi to join her for a quick shower. There, they helped one another scoop up and slurp as much daddy sauce as they desired, then they lovingly washed one another.

Romi had taken up the habit of using one home pregnancy test per week. In the prescribed manner, she would pee on the little stick and wait for a result. Weeks turned into months until on blissful day, she was greeted with a positive result. All at once, she found herself so filled with glee that she forgot to breath. Her face and upper chest blushed red with excitement as her eyes boggled in shock, holding the pregnancy test in one hand as she carefully inspected it. When she finally remembered to breathe, she yelled. Loudly. A shriek of joy without any words.

Flora came rushing up the stairs, two at a time, toward the sound her daughter had just emitted. When she found Romi in the bathroom both teens shared, Flora saw her face. The girl was in a state of pure elation. Still holding the pregnancy test in one hand, she held up so her mother could see it.

“Is it...?” Flora asked.

Romi just nodded as a smile began to spread across her whole face. “Uh-huh. It says I’m...”

“You’re gonna be a momma!” Flora shouted with glee as she ran to her daughter and hugged her closely.

After the two ladies had held each other for a while and laughed through their tears, Flora said. “We should go see the doctor, just to be sure.”

Romi nodded her agreement.

Just a couple hours later, Flora and Romi visited the OB/GYN they shared, who informed Romi that she was, in fact, with child.

That afternoon, when Michelle returned from school, Flora and Romi gave her the news. She appeared to be almost as happy as Flora! “I get to be somebody’s big sister!” she yelled in celebration.

“Ya’ know, you’re technically my big sister,” Romi reminded her. “I mean you are a few months older than me.”

“Yeah, but that’s different. This time, I get to help raise a little boy or a little girl, and their whole life, I’ll be their big sister! It’s so cool.”

“Actually,” Flora interrupted. “You’ll be his or her tia ... their aunt. As far as the rest of the world knows, the father of Romi’s baby will be a random dude she met while out dancing one night. No one except us four will ever hear anything different. Comprende?” She took Michelle’s face in both her hands, looking directly in her eyes, “Do you understand?”

Michelle nodded. “Yes ma’am. So, does that mean you’re never gonna tell the kid who their real dad is?”

“I’m not planning on doing that, no.” Flora answered. “But if that child does learn the truth, it will only be from Henry, Romi or me. Period. They better not ever hear anything from their loving tia, who’s gonna spoil them rotten.” Flora shook a finger at Michelle, further driving the point home.

Michelle smiled and nodded. “Okay. I understand.”

“Good girl,” Flora hugged Michelle. Then the three of them changed into their swimsuits and went out the patio to refresh themselves in the pool.

When Henry arrived home from work, he was given the news. Romi hugged him close and whispered in his ear, “Daddy, it’s official ... I’m pregnant. You put a baby in me. I’m so happy, I already feel like I’m gonna bust wide open.” Though he’d heard every word clearly, it took a moment for his brain to send a signal to the rest of his body. He was overcome with joy, and pride ... and arousal. Putting his own desires aside for short term, he hugged Romi close and shared a few happy tears with her.

“Can we celebrate tonight, Daddy?” Romi asked. “I mean, I know it’s a school night for ‘chelle, but can we celebrate anyway?”

“As long as no one tries to make an all-nighter of it, then I don’t see why not.” Normally, he would have looked to Flora for her input first, but in that moment, even without looking in Flora’s direction, he was certain she would want to get naughty with the girls as soon as possible.

He was right.

Later, after pumping a healthy load of jism into Flora’s eager pussy, Henry had laid back on the bed and let Romi impale herself on him once again. They made love tenderly while pawing at caressing one another. After nearly a half-hour, Romi began to intensify her efforts, racing toward her climax. Having learned a few things from her mother about how to get Henry over the top, she leaned down and whispered in Henry’s ear again. “So, Daddy, do you think it’ll be a girl? I hope so ... I can teach her to love her Papa just as much as I do. And I hope she grows up with big boobies just like me and Momma...”

Henry was lost in a fog of arousal once again. Then, she said something that sent him over the edge.

“C’mon, Daddy ... fill my pussy with your cum,” Romi pleaded. “Give our little girl a taste of your cream...”

Henry’s cock began jetting its payload into Romi’s mommy cave. His meat pulsed as ropes of jizz spackled the teen’s quivering walls of her quim as she purred her satisfaction. As his cock was spitting in her, she increased the intensity of her hip movements, quickly reaching her own orgasm. They had found their pleasure peaks at almost the same time, separated by only a few moments. As Romi felt herself getting too full of his seed, she gingerly slid herself off his prong, which allowed a deluge of his daddy cream to run from her to the bedsheets.

As they caught their breath, they both looked around the room, scanning to check on Flora and Michelle, but there was no sight of them. Eventually, when they sat up in bed, Henry and Romi spotted the other Giddings ladies. Apparently, during their mutual session of licking, caressing and plowing one another with the two dildos, both of them had decided to relocate to the floor. Following their own orgasms, they’d simply stayed there, groggy and sweating on the Persian rug, waiting for the father-daughter couple to finish.

“Okay girls,” Henry said. “Romi’s got work in the morning, and Michelle has school, so that’s all for tonight. You two should clean up and go get some sleep.”

“Yes sir,” the two teens said, almost in unison.

Over the next few months, Romi did her best to focus on work, as did Henry, while Michelle seemed to find a new level of dedication to her schoolwork. She’d never been a bad student, just an average one - only doing what was required to maintain a C average in her classes. In her senior year of high school, when most people are beginning to slack off, she suddenly found a desire to improve her grades as much as possible. If someone had asked her why she’d had a sudden (and late) change of heart, she would not have been able to give a solid answer. In truth, somewhere deep inside herself, she just finally woke up and realized that life after school was rapidly approaching. She had looked around town at the majority of women and realized she didn’t want to be like them; a cackling collection of females who had peaked in high school, and whose best days were far behind them, having allowed themselves to become nothing more than bitching, flabby factories for babies with all the good sense God gave gravel. A generation of fat morons spitting out another generation of the same.

Flora, for her part, jumped into the activities of baby prep with zeal. Each evening, she and Romi would spend time discussing what needed to be done in order to be fully ready for the precious newborn. The next day, Flora set herself to ticking more items off that checklist. She spent countless hours scouring garage sales and specialty stores, shopping for baby clothes, a crib, a stroller, baby-proofing hardware for the house, and any other items she and the expectant mother decided on.

Romi and Flora had decided that there would not be a separate nursery, but that the baby would stay in Romi’s room. This meant that the baby would be close to Romi, of course. But just as important, it meant that the baby would be close to Flora also. Henry had reluctantly offered the use of his ‘office gym’, even offering to remodel the space, but he was mightily relieved when Romi waved off this suggestion. After all, that little ‘office gym’ was one of the few places in the house that remained ‘his’. Sure, he paid for the house, everything in it, and its upkeep, but the ladies had adopted every other part of the property as at least partly theirs. Such is the nature of living with females...

They still enjoyed ‘special time’ each Friday and/or Saturday evening. Eventually, even Michelle found out how to get Henry’s motor going by talking about Romi’s tight pussy, her little girl butt, and soon-to-be milky boobs.

To everyone outside the home, Romi looked the same. Her baby bump hadn’t started to become evident as long as she was fully clothed. But everyone in the Giddings house could see the changes slowly occurring in the petite teen’s shape. She still only had one swimsuit that could accommodate her breasts properly, and it was a two-piece. When Romi donned that garment, Flora immediately noticed the girl’s belly, which showed just a little pudginess. Henry noticed that her boobs seemed slightly bigger than the last time she’d worn that swimwear.

By the end of the 2nd trimester, even fully clothed, everyone could see that Romi was with child. The holidays came at an opportune time in Romi’s pregnancy, allowing another excuse for her relatives to buy expanded clothing for her. Comfortable but stylish slacks, skirts and tops were all given as gifts. But more importantly, Henry and Flora gave her a $1000 gift card for Victoria’s Secret, so she could get re-measured and fitted with bras as the need arose. Flora warned Romi to use it only as necessary, since her bustline would be increasing so much over the months of pregnancy and nursing, then back down again afterward. The next weekend, Romi drove to Amarillo and visited the lingerie store. After an updated measurement/fitting session, she acquired 3 new bras. She got back to the house just after Henry returned with a cord of oak wood for the fireplace. As he was stacking the firewood on the patio, Romi found him and gave him a quick kiss.

“Hey sweetie, what have you been up to today?”

“Had to go into Amarillo to do some shopping,” Romi replied with a devilish grin he didn’t notice. “I used some of that gift card you and Momma got for me.”

Henry’s dick began to twitch, but he consciously strived to ignore it, focusing instead on the moving and stacking of firewood. “That’s nice, honey.”

“Yeah,” Romi said. “I couldn’t wait any longer ... my boobs are getting too big again and my old bras were starting to hurt.”

Henry just barely stifled a whimpering moan. Intent on maintaining his composure, he kept stacking firewood. “Well ... I’m sure that’s normal for someone in your condition.”

“Uh-huh...,” Romi set the hook. “Of course, most people don’t need to wear a G-cup nursing bra...”

Henry literally dropped everything he’d been doing. The cut firewood clattered off his steel-toed work boots and onto the patio as he raised his eyes to hers. “Seriously?”

Romi smirked and nodded. “Yep. I’m wearing one of them right now. Do you wanna see it, Daddy?”

“You’re goddamn right, I do...,” Henry rasped. “Get in the house right now, young lady. I’ll meet you upstairs.”

“But what about the firewood?” Romi asked.

“Fuck it ... it’ll still be here when I wanna deal with it later.”

And so, for the first time in a very long time, Henry and Romi met in the master bedroom during daylight hours so they could explore one another. He marveled at her glorious globes, which seemed to be getting more sensitive as her body readied itself for the later stages of pregnancy. He kissed, caressed, licked, slurped and nibbled all over those heavy, wobbling twin treats. When he’d applied enough saliva to sufficiently slicken her cleavage, she took his veiny, eager meat into that heavenly chasm. She watched his face as he sawed his massive meat between her fun bags. He looked like he was in heaven.

Her assessment was accurate. There was no other place he’d rather have his dick at that moment ... except her clutching pussy. But her eager efforts to please him with her marvelous and massive mammaries ran a very close second.

As she squeezed her pleasure pillows around his proud pecker, and he continued sliding along her sternum, he suddenly felt moisture on his thighs. Looking down, he realized the source of the wetness. Her tits were leaking! Henry’s mind locked up again from sheer arousal overload. For a moment, he didn’t know if he wanted to keep fucking her tits or pull his cock free so he could get her nipples back in his mouth. As he was trying to make up his mind, Romi redoubled her efforts.

“Mmm ... your dick feels so good between my boobies ... OH MY GOD! Daddy! I’m leaking! My ... it’s ... oh my God...” she exclaimed as she continued her movements, sliding her torso up and down his cock. Little droplets of thin liquid bubbled from her teats, smearing on his legs with each of her movements.

With a suddenly renewed vigor, Henry reached down and placed his hands over hers, pressing her breasts around his meat with more intensity. He then began to hammer his dick in and out of her cleavage, racing toward a quickly approaching explosion. And when it hit, it hit hard. Henry roared as he released the first thick ropes of jizz, splattering off the underside of her chin. More jets of joy shot from his dick, and more, and more. Some of them shot clear over her head! But most of them painted her face and tits with a glaze of daddy sauce, making Romi purr with contentment. When his cock stopped twitching and spitting, she said, “Mmm ... so good ... slap my titties with your dick, Daddy ... I wanna feel the weight of it...”

Henry used one hand to heft his half-hard hog and fulfilled her request. He spent the next several minutes assaulting her leaking fun bags with his slimy sausage, each strike causing a reverberating, wet ‘thwak’ noise to echo around the room.

Romi hummed and mewled as she caressed his load into her skin, all while luxuriating in the sensation of his weighty wang slapping into her tit meat.

After a few more minutes had passed, Henry suggested they take a shower together. Romi happily agreed. Once they’d lovingly lathered and washed each other, Henry asked her to sit on the tiled bench in the shower. There, he used both hands to stimulate her heavy hangers again. His hands, plus the steamy waters, allowed her milk ducts to open more fully, and thin, watery jets began to spring from her breasts. Henry quickly brought his mouth to one of Romi’s nipples and sucked gently while continuing to tenderly massage her areola with his hands. He was rewarded with a mouthful of her lovely lactose. Romi cooed and ran her fingers through her Daddy’s hair as he feasted on her nectar.

When the dribbles from her heavy breasts ceased, Henry raised his head and kissed Romi tenderly. “Thank you, baby. I don’t know why, but I’ve wanted to do that ever since you told me you were pregnant.”

“Mmm,” Romi hummed, “I’m glad you did. And just think, I’m probably gonna need a lot more help with these things.” With that, she scanned down his body to see his tumescent tube, ready once again. “Daddy, why don’t we switch places? It looks like you still need some relief.”

They switched places, but Romi didn’t fall to her knees as he had. Instead, she maneuvered herself into position to sit on him, reverse cowgirl style. Gingerly, she descended and rose in small movements until his prong was fully planted in her pussy. Then she began to hammer herself up and down his length, impaling herself without abandon.

If Henry thought he’d been in heaven before ... well, he had been ... but this was even better. His pregnant daughter bouncing herself on his cock while facing away from him. Her tits had grown so much that he could see the sides of them wobbling even from behind! Reaching around her, he used both hands to manhandle those wonders while Romi used her hips to slam herself onto his eager daddy meat.