1. Daughter's Host Dad's Poker Game


    Date: 5/6/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: seanbabs, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    It had been a difficult week at work and at home. This was the third anniversary of when my wife had left me and I’ve never really gotten over it. She left me for a woman. Both of our daughters were repulsed by the idea of their mom being a lesbian so they opted to stay here with me. I’m not sure what I would have done without them as they helped to cook, clean, shop and generally try to cheer me up. I used to be part of a once a month poker game with some buddies of mine, but gave it up after Sheila left. My daughters kept encouraging me to get back with the guys as I needed the outlet. I kept resisting so they surprised me by arranging for the guys to meet at our house for a night of cards. Carol is 23 and Diane is 21. They both attend the local university and live with me at home to take care of me and keep their costs down. It was summer and they were home while I was at work. They spent the day decorating the dining room to look like a gaming room. They rented or borrowed a poker table and had it set up instead of the dining table. The light over the table had been made to look like a gaming room light. They had the kitchen set up like a bar and the place looked great when I got home. I asked them what was happening and they told me it was poker night and that my friends should be arriving in a couple of hours. At first I was angered but they quickly soft-talked me down. We ate dinner and afterward I showered and changed into my favorite poker shirt. I was starting to ...
    warm up to the idea. Eventually I meandered downstairs and walked into the dining room. The girls had really done a fantastic job, but they were nowhere in sight when the doorbell rang. Rob was the first to arrive, followed shortly by Bill, Steve, Stan and finally Mark. I showed them to the dining room and they were all amazed at the way it was set. As the compliments were being passed out, my two daughters walked into the room. All conversation stopped and everyone’s jaw hit the floor including mine. Carol and Diane were in matching waitress outfits that were designed to bust a zipper. Their tops were stretched tight across their tits and it was obvious that they were not wearing bras. Their skirts were so short that standing up they left an inch or so of ass cheek showing. At first glance I had no idea if they had any panties on or not. You’ve heard the expression dressed to kill? Well, the girls were definitely dressed to seduce. I had always tried to avoid any sexual thoughts of my daughters because I knew it was wrong but it was impossible with the way they were dressed. They both have full c-cup tits, stood about 5’3” and couldn’t weigh more than 100 pounds. Both were blonde with green eyes and I hate to admit but it was the first time that I got harder than a railroad spike looking at my own daughters. They greeted everyone and said that they were here to serve drinks and snacks and if anyone wanted anything to just speak out. Steve started to ask exactly what were they ...
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