With only seconds to spare I pulled from your hungry mouth and aimed my cock at your face.The first rope of thick cum hit you in your eye and my next ...wo coated your high cheekbones before you managed to wrap your lips around my spurting shaft and you greedily swallowed the remaining discharge down your throat. My hand squeezed my hardness forcing whatever was left onto your grateful pink tongue.Though I had just blown a good load my prick was harder than ever and I was far from satisfied.I. He pulled me up and into his arms and whispered into my ear, “Would you like to try again, my little girl?” “Yes, Daddy,” I sighed, delightedly in his ear. My panties were still at my knees, but he pulled the skirt down. As the fabric ran over the stripes, I moaned and smiled. I followed Daddy back to the door and stepped outside onto the welcome mat. I knew that anyone passing by would be able to see the strange, comical sight of me standing there with my panties lowered, but I knew I. We all sat there silently for a few minutes lost in our thoughts. My friend’s left hand idly played with my chest hair, while my hand gently stroked her flank. The flatmate eventually broke the silence.“What we do now?”, she asked hesitantly.For some reason, we both looked over at my friend. She had somehow become the pace setter in this weird situation.My friend sighed, seemingly conflicted by the situation.“I don’t know. I didn’t expect things to get anywhere this far so I really haven’t. I was born in 1907 and Dayton was born a year later in 1908." Coretta gasped, "My god! She's ninety-four years old. Dad was ninety-one when he died."She looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully then said, "Your father and I burned everything to the ground including their clothing and bedding to eradicate the disease. We lived in the caves most of you children have explored and played in when you were young for nearly five years until we were able to get the money together to build the first of.