It hadn’t been lost on me that during our month of lust, Daddy never kissed me. It was the last piece of intimacy he kept for Mother. Maybe it was the last shred of dignity he had left in him. He’d fuck his daughter, but he wouldn’t love her as a woman. It was time to change that. I leaned forward, my tongue poking between parted, red lips. My face was met with his palm, the smell of my pussy still fresh on his fingers. I giggled. You can’t hold out forever, Daddy. I licked his hand seductively, tickling the lines of his palm, promising what was in store for him if he just gave in. He pushed harder against my face, my body wrenching backward, my spine curving painfully as he continued to pump relentlessly between my split legs. I sustained the motion of my hips indian despite his physical protest, stirring his cock about my tight lips, feeling him press along every surface of my innards. I heard him groan again, I felt him succumb to the lassitude of my lust. I pulled his hand away from my face, staring promisingly into his stricken eyes. “I bet Mommy never let you fuck her in the ass.” I whispered, my mouth panting my excitement. Daddy’s defenses faltered. I got him. “Do you want to fuck your daughter in the ass, Daddy?” I asked as my hands traced up his chest. I leaned in, my breasts pressing against him, my legs still spread in the splits. I brought my face inches from his own. “I don’t think I’d like it; I heard it hurts. Do you want to hurt me?” I asked innocently, running my fingers through his hair. “I’ll let you hurt me, Daddy,” I whispered, “I’ll let you break my little asshole open. I just want you to do one thing in return. I want you to kiss me like you kiss Mommy. I want you to kiss me like you kissed her back when you still had the passion to care. If you do that for me Daddy, I’ll let you fuck my tight, little asshole.” The conflict was etched across my father’s face. I needed something to push him over the edge. I pulled myself off him, his hard cock slipping from me. I ached to have him back inside, and nearly whined with the regret of it, but I held fast. This was a power move, and I had heeded my father’s advice: sex was about power, and the person who needed it the least, had the most power. But my god, it was difficult. Even as I watched him, my hips shifted with unfulfilled want, and my thighs rubbed wetly, craving what was no longer between them. My father’s lip twitched. He moved his head forward. I win. I pushed my lips against him, tasting his breath, feeling my heart race. I’d never been kissed before, and wasn’t exactly sure how to go about initiating it. Father slid his tongue between my lips and teased my own. I extended my tongue to him and shyly probed his. “ONE!” She slipped on her gown and went to prepare dinner. Al laughed, "That fucking blood pouring out where his cock tore off when we let it take the weight!" "I'll never reveal my secret, but I would suggest that practice is a key to much of my success when it comes to pleasing a man's cock," Aunt Bella laughed. -smack!- “six!” Cindy to Kevin. “I will let her go,” I whispered. She let him slip out of her mouth and she ran her tongue up and down his length collecting a few droplets of semen that she’d missed. I have to say that it was VERY difficult having my vibe purring away inside me and the clit ring occasionally zapping me. I know that I had some pained expressions on my face a few times when Mr Wang was nearby. She kissed me back just as hard and just as romantically. He surveyed his work. She looked quizzically at me, as if to say ‘what, I’m not doing it right’? He still did not fully grasp his mother's words, yet he could feel blood rushing down to his penis and making it hard in his pants. I give Trisha a wave goodbye as we leave. Within the 15 seconds of the strip, and my shaft being massaged I got quite hard. “Brother mine?” Kora gasped. I leave them some time for my dad to intimidate him about taking care of his daughter. After smelling it, she looked him in the eyes and tentatively touched her tongue to it. Or...that’s what she told herself. "Do you want to swallow it?" It was time to take her home. “Okay, we have to all get over to the coffee shop to support Brandi with her poetry reading. So, that was easy duty and she complied. During this I noticed her eyes were wide and staring downward. My cock is not close to be stiffed. “Absolutely,” she tells me. Gina looked straight at the four men now semi-erect cooks. her pussy is good to i tucked indian my fingers inside her and began fingering her slowly making After more discussion, we agreed that Allison would qualify as community property and that we'll train her together. She grabbed the shaft and guided it to her pussy. “You’re a slut! "Fair enough, as long as you let me know the same, when it comes to Peter. Bobby was growing up!