At 14 Mandy thought she was all grown up would hold my left hand while Donna held my right on dates. This became the norm and we did everything together. BDSM Well nearly everything. Donna of cause shared my bed and Slave Mandy didn't really want to share her Daddy and made all manner of excuses to interrupt us at the wrong time or she would come running in and jump on the bed when she was scared of the Boogy man. Every morning she would bring some coffee in for us and sit femdom cross legged on the end of the bed. We would sit up and have our coffee and chat. I could see everything she had on offer. Her tight panties were stretched across her pussy mound and pubic hairs were poking out around the edges. This happened nearly every morning and I got hard every time. When I got a hard on, and tried to hide it at the start. Then Donna started grabbing my shaft and wanking it or holding it upright tenting the sheet and bringing everyone's eyes to my bulge under the sheet. The girls giggled and Mandy said, “Your naughty Daddy. I know what that is.” and she poked it with a finger. Donna and me would kiss and cuddle and Mandy would stay and watch until I couldn't stand it any longer and would seemed to spoon behind Donna when I was in fact balls deep in her teasing cunt. Mandy would sometimes stay an I would slowly push in and out until I came. Once Mandy was cold sexy and made her way under under the covers behind me draping her upper leg over my hip and dropping her hand on mistress my waist. I'm sure she felt my hips moving but didn't say anything. When I finished I rolled onto my back, panting and both fetish girls rested their heads on my chest. Donna had her hand resting on my chest and Mandy still had hers around my waist. Donna and I kissed and I could feel her slowly pushing Mandy's hand lower until her little fingers was touching my pubes. Donna smiled and said. “ Is she touching it yet?” It wasn't until then that Mandy thought of exploring my body. She moved further forward, put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me BDSM onto my back on the deck. shuttered as I tongue fucked her fast and hard. "Ha, yeah, I'm not really sure." Back when all they did was Slave help each other masturbate she knew having her brother stick his fingers inside of her was more invasive than the simple jacking off she did for him. “Why?” “You don’t have to talk to dad if you don’t want to, I’m sure Zach femdom will sexy be happy to see us though,” I add. That's just the way things are. I was nervous and worried that they are going to beat me as hell without any fetish reason. It makes mistress me feel good, relaxed." As soon as something happened more than once, that was when the gossip train really got its engine going. She was spent but she still took a bit of a breath as I buried myself into her soaked pussy.