“Oh, god, Mom, you’re going to make me cum if you do that.”“Good,” I cooed, sliding my fingers up and down her pussy lips. “I want you gas...ing. Cumming. I want to hear your passion echoing through the air.“Yes, yes, yes!” she hissed as I massaged her clit. “Oh, June’s moaning real loud. I think ... I think Dad’s cumming in her. Yes!”My daughter trembled. Her hot pussy juices gushed out of her cunt. I shivered, my own twat clenching just knowing that Dean was dumping his seed in our little. She was a woman. That could mean any number of things, depending on the circumstances. It meant being shorter and having a higher body-fat percentage; it meant being less prone to certain types of cancer, living longer average life spans. It meant not having the vote until the early 1900s, being looked down upon and guarded, not being allowed outside unless chaperoned in some countries and eras. It meant having to endure whistles, jeers, cat-calls, unwanted flirtation; it meant being a. I put the two beds in my bedroom together, and looked for another pajama forher. Also I made two teas, so she would calm down.I waited.5 minutes later the doorbell rang. I went to open the door to her, and lether in. Tears were now rolling silently down her face. I took her hand andguided her to my room. We sat on my bed, facing each other.And she started to cry loudly. I took her into my arms, she sat on me,crossing her legs around my waist, placing her ass on my knees, and shewrapped her arms. ..AHHHH!!!" She let out three moans of pleasure as she cummed and dropped to the floor. How I was getting through two more of these I didn't know. Wait! That was a better idea."Arnold, go take care of the next one, I'm a gonna untie the dudes. I'll go." I sneaked to the back of the room where the four boys were gagged and bound, naked. I untied the ropes."Go fuck the girls, I got this." I quietly got out of the room in the open sunlight. There was cheering near the big swimming area. Yes, I.