We stopped, both gasping for breath.“You were saying?” I chuckled.January 2, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“What time is this announcement?” I asked ...ethany as she, Kara, and I walked Jessica to the hospital just before 6:00am.“2:30pm, in the main auditorium. Jeri’s mom, plus the Foundation Board of Directors, and the hospital Board of Directors, Doctor Barton and a bunch of other senior doctors, and the Press.”“Press?” I asked.“Of course! You don’t think the Lundgren Foundation would pass up a chance. My body was set on fire by Daddy's fingers rubbing me. He was stroking his cock faster now.The blonde licked at the top of the lips, and the redhead started screaming. "Did the blonde hurt the redhead?" No, Terri, she started licking her clit, which is the centre of pleasure. Haven't you rubbed yourself?" No, Daddy, I've never touched myself down there, except for peeing and showering. Well, until I started watching these with you." Do you like me rubbing you there?" Oh, yes, Daddy, it feels. His lips and tongue on my inner thighs until he went back to my lower lips. To be truthful, Edward never really kissed my lips. Only on my lower lips. But the hour or more he would spend licking and sucking my pussy, me on his desk, legs spread wide for him, him sitting in his leather chair leaning forward to take all that he could in. He kept me flowing the whole time, even after he finished. I would climax two or three times whenever he did this.When Edward was done, he would put my. "Yes, I've seen you and guys in this room; I've seen what you do." He moved over till his side was pressed against his daughter's.She looked into his eyes for a second, and then wagged her head, and gave out a wry smile.He slid an arm around her shoulder. Her short cheerleader skirt had ridden up her thighs. His prick began to stiffen as he looked at her full sleek legs, and her breasts poking at the tight white sweater-blouse she wore. He could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. He could actually.