It was a sight worth seeing. Her pelvis swayed and her big, firm tits rolled together, forming a deep cleavage at the inner circumference of the tit globes. Her tits were almost too large for her slender torso. Her pussy mound was bushy, a tangled, curly thicket of light brown hair gently rounded at the apex of her sleek thighs. The flesh of her inner thighs glistened.

She sat on the edge of the bed.

"What are you after?" Robert asked, grinning.

"Cock," she said.

He raised up and slurped one of her stiff nipples into his mouth. He sucked and the taut bud stiffened more.

"Ummm," she sighed, cradling his head to her tit.

His prick was at half-mast now, not fully erect. She decided that he was in need of some stimulation.

"Joanne was just telling me about her date last night, darling. That naughty Watson boy made her jack him off before he'd drive her home. It made me horny."

Robert drew back, surprised. Her nipple popped from his lips like a cork from a bottle.

"Does Joanne do things like that?" he asked.

"Well, she had no choice."

"Maybe I'd better have a word with that young man."

"Oh, I don't think she minded very much. After all, she is eighteen – old enough for that, if nothing more."

The knowledge that his sexy young daughter had jerked a boy off had a desirable effect on Robert. His prick snapped upright and tightened it was so taut that it began to tingle. For a long moment, they looked at each other, both of them thinking about Joanne with a handful of cum-spurting prick. Then Robert grinned and lowered his head to Catherine's plump tit once more.