Katie’s screaming had stopped and reduced to intermittent whimperings. The more he got his finger in that hole, and then a second one, the more Katie’s noises changed in tone: less blonde a whimper now and more like an elongated sigh. By now Dave had a third finger inside his daughter and there was no resistence. Her asshole had completely opened up and was welcoming. Katie started to pant. She still had a death-grip on Daddy’s insanely hard cock. And she knew what she wanted to do with it. She was still crying, weeping, when she said, “Daddy?” “Yes sweetheart?” “You...you know what to do, blowjob right?” “You just tell me, darling. You deserve whatever you want.” “I’ll show you,” Katie said, softly, her tears slowing. She managed to get off his lap and on to her feet without letting go of his cock. She stood up and looked him deep in the eyes. She cupped his big balls in her other hand and squeezed them as she talked. Cheryl thought she might have to leave the room. Her pussy had become so drenched it probably needed a towelling down. And her hand, too, as she had big cocks slipped it under her skirt and plowed it into her cunt, squeezing her big clit, back when Daddy started the whacking. It was all she could do to stop herself from getting up, lifting her skirt and throwing herself on Daddy’s lap. Her so very loving, kind, sweet and brutal Daddy. Katie was standing so that her glowing bum small tits was directly in Cheryl’s line of sight. She could see as well Katie’s hand gripping Daddy’s rigid cock. But Cheryl wasn’t going anywhere. She was too enthralled, too fascinated, too fucking horny to miss what she was sure was coming next. Her Daddy - and her babe sister – did not disappoint her. “Do it, Daddy,” Katie said into her father’s eyes. As they walked back over to us, I said to them sarcastically, "Thank you both so much for watering our marigolds!" For one, we NEED this, and we both fucking know it. - Laying on my back, top view of my big balls hanging and my erection pointing up my body "What is it with you about her shorts?" Drinking with Twyla has given me a bit better tolerance than most 120lb highschool chicks. I text BJ and ask babe if they are close to the house. I was very much enjoying this, but I didn’t want Madison small tits to fuck up her relationship. I pouted at him. He went with her to a couple parties. She was almost like one of my own daughters, immune to the effects of my pheromones. I love my job and have successfully worked my way up in the company. it has always been the custom that, when the unmarried women turn 20 they have to decide whether they wanna offer themselves to live in the harem of the great priest and serve as concubines for him and for important guest visiting the city - a very high honor for the girl and her family - if she's chosen. I hadn’t realized that I had stopped pleasuring her. "I agree with your father. Matt handed around the drinks and put down a handful on condoms saying “I think we might be needing these.” Matt also caught me enjoying the view of his hard cock fighting against the blowjob lycra of big cocks his speedos. "Daddy I'm coming," Chrystal screamed as the ecstasy of her orgasm reeled through her body taking her to heights no one had ever taken her too. You can manufacture that pill and see if men can truly out-breed my daughters and me.” "And a bit," blonde I mumbled. Especially in the bedroom.” "I know right? The feet disappeared around the corner. "I'm lost maybe you could tell me where this address is?" Ben got close to her and holding out a notebook to show her.