It was almost as if her tits hadn’t always been big enough to rub against a table or bed or whatever when she was down on her elbows like this. But ...hat was silly! After all, hadn’t she just been thinking about that time with Keith on the lounge room floor? Those odd thoughts were pretty quickly driven out of her head by the feel of her customer’s cock pushing up against her dripping pussy lips and sliding deep into her cunt in one long hard stroke. That brought a long moan out of Kate’s. They had went to the lawyers office and transferred custody to daddy, I found out much later. So now I had a sister to play with all the time. I didn't know that my daddy was her real daddy too then. I was just happy.It was much harder to get alone time with daddy. I was getting frustrated. At night I would rub on my little clit and try to stay awake so I could get daddys cock in my mouth again. I was so horny and desperate for daddys cum. I remember one night I heard daddy fucking mom really. What about a little finger-fuck? “I am going to stick my finger up you,” I announced. “How do you feel about that?” She sniffed. “Please yourself.” “Thanks, I will.” I knelt and gathered up her skirts until they were bunched up around her waist. This revealed her long tanned legs, and loose-fitting French knickers. These were easily pulled aside to expose her sex, with its liberal thatch of brown curls. Holding the gusset out of the. The doctor had to put him on some tablets to calm his nerves." Is she here?" She didn't want to eat with us but Paul insisted. She'll join us at the table." What do you think, Peter?" Sir Paul asked."What? Sorry I was miles away."He repeated the gist of his question and I joined in until a man in a dark suit announced the start of dinner."Who's that?" I asked Steven."I don't know. One of the caterers I suppose."We walked into the dining room and sat down in our assigned seats. I was sandwiched.