Daddy obeyed her. He pulled his fingers out off her rectum and moved his cock into place. He took a moment to gently fondle her so-red cheeks again, then separated them, took aim with his cock and fucking plowed his little girl. They both screamed, if for different reasons. Once he was in, he stopped for a second and Katie yelled, “No! Don’t stop! Fucking ram me! Make me scream, make me cry again but don’t stop. And don’t come until I tell --“ Her words got lost in her wail as her Daddy did as he was told and pummelled Katie like a piston on speed, all the while holding on to her tits as if they were indestructable handles. It was a wonder to behold, indian Cheryl thought, watching and wishing and dreaming while a realization of that dream was right in front of her, right here at the family dining room table. More than once Daddy said he was going to have to come, but Katie would have none of it and shrieked for him to keep group sex going. But, eventually, neither of them could last any more and animal noises Cheryl was convinced could be heard across town blared as her father and her sister orgasmed and the ass-fucking stopped. When Daddy pulled out of Katie’s bum, his cock was covered in blood. Katie turned her head to look back at him through her tear-stained face and said, very softly, “Thanks, Daddy. I won’t do anything wrong again. But you might have to remind me so I don’t forget.” Daddy gave a big broad smile to his little cutey-pie and hugged and kissed her gently on her parted lips, their tongues instantly entwined and exploring, daddy’s hands still kneading her lovely tits. Beth had gone to the kitchen and returned with one of her dessert specialties: a chocolate sauce cake. She scooped out a goodly portion on each of three plates and set them before Dave, Cheryl and herself. She handed a spoon to Katie, who immediately reached down to her worn cunt and pulled out the wine cork she had jammed in there earlier. It turned out to have been a successful move. Right away she could feel Daddy’s before-dinner cum start to flow out of her. She got the spoon in there immediately and scooped the cum and carried on to enjoy her own special dessert. Mmmm.... On Tuesday, Katie and Cheryl went out shopping again, this time for food for the barbecue dinner. Roast Katie was to be accompanied by braised brussel’s sprouts, almandine green beans (to be prepared by Katie as it was her kitchen specialty), pan-fried potato and sweet potato medley, with a yogurt and scallion sauce, all sided by an endive, grapefruit and pecan salad – and, of course, various cuts of Katie. On this shopping expedition they did not encounter any horny young boys (later admitting they were kind of disappointed) although there were, in the course of the afternoon’s market food-fondling, three different much older men keen on fondling of a different sort. Each in their own way got good feels of meat-Katie’s pussy and tits, one of them, perhaps seventy years old, even giving her a gentle kiss on the lips as he wished her well for her “big day”, while sticking in and pulling out and licking a wet finger from her cunt. I took a breath, looked to the forest and indian began to walk towards it. group sex I frowned at his actions. They really did distort shapes. The protocol dictated she call Patty's superior for directives. “Yes!” I gasped, picturing mom licking out my half-sister's twat. I watched for a short time and started to turn and go back to bed when I heard the woman scream, “Fuck me hard.” I turned back and saw she had a cock in her mouth, another in her pussy and another in her ass. She smiles as she continues to open my pants. Which means that half the normal dose of chemicals will have a greater effect than a full dose would have before. “Like what daddy, my gfs and I talk.” I smiled wide then said “Is it something like wanting me like this?” I then slipped to my knees in front of him. This was going to be hard. Each guy latched on to 1 of the girls, the guy staring at the naked girl’s body as they talked. Under her Relationship Sub-Menu, I bumped up her appreciation of my daughter. When she didn’t give me enough time to answer her when she asked me if she could take my boxers off, and the look on her face that entire time. Right now I'm experiencing two things excitement and fear. I glanced at Deborah's face as I pumped her. “Follow me,” he turned and walked. “Bell, make love to me.” Raising a preteen on my own was hard work, but I loved my daughter to pieces. Lindsey snuck out of the party without saying goodnight. Tasha's Webcam Show Ch 2 I noticed that she was wearing a basketball jersey under her uniform shirt. Then all of a sudden I hear loud laughing coming out of one of the other bedrooms.