“Morning, honey. Thought you needed to wake up in style.” “Mmm, yes,” I said, blowjob squeezing my breasts, my hips wiggling. My pussy was on fire right now. It was just a delicious real treat. Juices coated my thighs. I rubbed my thighs. I squeezed them tight, my clit throbbing. “Morning, daddy.” Sam stirred. Her head shifted. She lay on Daddy's chest, her eyes fluttering open. Her face scrunched up for a moment as she blinked. orgasm Then a naughty grin spread across her lips. She held Daddy tighter and let girl out a purring sound. “Ooh, you and Mom are getting naughty, Becky,” she said, her short, red hair, framing her face. “Yes, we are,” Mom said. “With you creampie two minxes around, I have to remind your father why he married me.” Sam giggled. I didn't think Mom had anything to worry interracial about, she was so sexy. Her tits were amazing, her nipples so hard against mine. Daddy's cock twitched between our tits as we worked them up and down his dick. On the collarbone. Knowing Lucilla, that probably meant this night was going to get ugly. He showed me there was more to life than that. I hated myself for secretly thinking he did have a perfect body. I hear the best sound of the night as I hear the squishing sound of lube coming out of an almost empty tube. Every night for the next few days I fantasied and jacked off two or three times a night thinking about Jean taking a pill.