The shirt had been all she was wearing. Bringing her hands to her chest, she briefly stroked the small round orbs that protruded there. Her small nipp...es were a dark brown but the nipples no less erect.Between her legs was a tiny black triangle, almost the only hair on her entire body. Although 25 years old, the woman still had the body of a teenage girl or as Jeanette had remarked many times - a wood nymph.Emi returned her attention to Jeanette and eased her down onto the couch. Her mouth now. He then works back up my leg, past my knee and up my inner thigh, stopping just before my swollen, and red pussy.Looking up at me, "I just don't want you to like it so much that you don't want me anymore." He says."That will never happen." I promise him. "It was amazing, and I might want to do it again, but you are the one I want." I say reassuringly. He smiles. then moves his head to my pussy and licks her. I twinge. He puts his hands on each of my thighs, then starts licking my pussy. His. “Mom” I begged, but my pants were released. She moved to the end of the bed, and swiftly pulled my pants down, following them with my shorts. I felt my cock bounce as she freed it from its restraint. “Humm, you’re not wearing them” she muttered “So where are they, what were you doing with them, Turn over” she ordered.“What” I asked.“Turn over, accept your punishment, you are obviously guilty”“But mom”She opened a drawer, from it she pulled out a paddle, a paddle she used to threaten me with. His words were so direct at what he meant. Laura liked what he had meant, but pretending she was unaware of his meaning she asked, "You mean we are well-built as father and daughter?" Yes... as a daughter you are built for your father... and as a father I'm built for you. We are a hot pair, dear." You are so suggestive, Papa! You make me feel shy.Now her father turned to face her holding her by the waist and pulling her body against his. Her father's naked cock pressed against her bare.