Warrick snorted out a chuckle, “It’s still Sunday, kiddo.” “Oh,” said Brie, still groggy. Her hair was matted from her nap, not helped by the traces of Oliver and Elsie’s dried cum cracking in it. “It’s still early, but,” Warrick paused, “I think we should start getting to bed tonight.” Brie turned to him, one eye still shutting out the light coming from the hallway. “Do I have to?” “I think so,” Warrick said quietly, “But I think we’re still going to have some fun tonight, before you have to go to sleep for real. If you want. Does that sound good, sweetie?” “I guess so,” Brie replied, still too delirious to really think about his question. “I’m thirsty.” “Go get a drink of water, and then put your PJs on.” Brie sat up and the sheet fell away Cock Sucking from her, down to her lap. Warrick thought back to Friday morning when his daughter fought him, refusing to let him see her nude. How so much had changed in such a short period of time. Brie stayed for a moment, blinking, trying to piece together the events blow job of the day. While she did, Warrick admired her body. Her figure wasn’t as curvy as the other women in his life, but Warrick was unconcerned with that. He liked that her skinny proportions complemented the bodies of Hazel and Ivy. He had his preferences, but he was a man who could admire the many shapes a woman could take. For a moment, he thought the low light was playing tricks on him, because he couldn’t make out the darkened points of Brie’s nipples, but as he continued to stare, he realized that they had been completely smoothed over. Her body looked like that of a doll’s. He wondered if the pasties were part of the fashion show that she had been involved in. It’s no wonder that the poor girl had masturbated in public , he thought. Getting those attached, with her sensitive nerve endings, must Oral Sex have been torture. Brie pulled the rest of the sheet off of her and slid herself off the bed. She wandered to her dresser and pulled out a pajama set, then trundled to the bathroom for a drink of water. As she moved, Warrick watched the light play blowjob against his little girl’s body. First the soft glow cast on her skin from the hallway light, then her thin silhouette as she was backlit against it, and finally as she moved into the full light of the hall, her naked backside in all its undraped glory. He admired the beauty of the daughter that he and his wife managed to anal sex produce. Once she disappeared into the bathroom, he sighed deeply, realizing that he had been holding his breath as he watched her leave. Though his daughter’s movements were nothing out of the ordinary, nor designed to turn him on, he found them still sensual and alluring, radiating from her twiggy body. He thought, too, about how wrong that should be for a father, or for any man over three times the age of a girl. This was my first intimate inspection of him and I liked the view. Maybe she didn’t Cock Sucking want to outright say, “I’m switching schools because this one reminds me of the time I blowjob got raped.” Go figure. “Please!” He clawed at blow job the dirt. Of course, he had heard of larger age gaps between two people dating. Soon the air is filled with moans and gasps as they enjoy each other’s bodies. “Holy shit! “Well, Oral Sex good morning, Mr. Jackson.” She said and walked past him to hand Kaylie a white cotton button up shirt. The compulsion to suck was lessening and all that was left was the image in the mirror of herself sucking on the butt plug. You answer the anal sex door and the gentleman apologizes for being late and that the kitchen is pretty busy this morning. Deep and hard and...”