Mom never made a fuss about the wet spot daddy made three or four times every day, so I didn’t worry about it.Daddy got the tip of his finger inside...Sammie’s pussy and it looked like he was making it hook, so it was pressing against the front wall of her little cunt. Sammie purred louder, and squirmed her hips faster. Then she grabbed daddy’s hand, pressed his finger deeper inside her, and moaned.“Oh daddy! It feels so good!”“Your little pussy is so tight, and hot, and wet, Samantha, sweetie.. ’ She turned to Roberto who was clearly aware of what was happening. He smiled and leaned to her ear, ‘Shall I stop him?’ he asked. ‘No,’ she said, ‘just stay close.’ She kissed his cheek and he put an arm around her shoulder. Although Isabella had fantasized about having more than one man, she had never seriously thought she could. But with both of these young men with their hands on her body, she was becoming more aroused and convinced that she would like to try it. She released her grip on. Here," he said emphatically.She looked up, surprised. "But I thought this was just until she got out of the hospital." It was, originally ... I like having you here," he said.Cherry looked about to cry again but suppressed it. "Yeah, so you can torture girls when they have to pee." No, so I can punish girls who won't come to breakfast when I've worked so hard preparing breakfast."She looked down at her plate and asked, "You really mean that?"Mike knew it wasn't the breakfast she was asking. I shuddered involuntarily. She just laughed and took my nipple into her mouth sucking hard. I couldn't help letting out a moan of pleasure. I let my dress slip off my shoulders and onto the floor. Sarah tore her dress over head and threw it into the corner. Her breasts were slightly smaller than mine, very perky with hard hot pink nipples. She strided over to the sofa, motioning me to follow. "Sit down in front of me," She ordered. I obeyed, wondering what she was going to do. She knelt down.