Please Daddy I know you want too." Sam wanted to scream HELL NO! but his hand seemed to have it's own mind and it slid between his daughter's leg and...against her young pussy.His cock twitched as he slid his fingers across his daughter's slit. One head was screaming how wrong this was while the other head kept saying do it, get me that young pussy. His lower head was fast winning and his other head was now making up reasons why he should also. At least he would be gentle with her and make sure. I book her, she comes to my place, we fuck and then go about our normal life in the office pretending nothing happened. The second scene did happen recently. I had to goto the office on a Sunday – and just before a bank holiday – the place was empty – just me.Well I got on with my work – until, not unusually, I got the horn. I couldn’t get it out in the office/at my desk. But I did remember something which I could ‘use’. There is one small, petite lady who works in the next department – she. Ugh… ugh… oh, fuck… yeah… oh” and she came, the first jerk so hard that she almost rose into a sitting position. She kept jerking and jerking, continuing to rub Jo’s face all over her cunt, trying to keep the constant contact of Jo’s tongue and her clit.Finally, Jen stopped and picked Jo’s head up from her crotch. “Well, bitch, what do you say?”“Thank you, Mistress, for using my face to fuck yourself. I really enjoyed having my face buried in your pussy.”Jen sat up shakily. She was really. All the coffee and water she had drunk that morning had arrived in her bladder, and she was starting to feel the need in a big way.“You can do that when you get back. Hurry along now,” Jessica said as she guided Mo to the hotel door. The door shut behind Mo, and then the vibrator nestled against her pussy turned on. It felt amazing, but it also put more pressure on her bladder. Mo tried to hurry to the elevator, but the buttplug made it hard to walk quickly, and the sensations from her pussy.