”So we cut the grass, trimmed some shrubs and did a bit of weeding. As always it was therapeutic, and we came in for lunch feeling we’d earned it....There was no sign of the girls, so I went up to get them. There they were at their desk, close together so they could be touching shoulders and arms and legs.“Oh hi Dad,” Saffie looked up, “come and have a look.”I went over and stood behind them. On Zann’s monitor were six graphics: the ice cream with a simple tongue shape, one with a tongue and. Open ''looking at the fat tall black guy cock going in my mouth without loosing time''mphhhh mpggg argg''trying to remove him but he kept me between his hands fucking my mouth''stop boy that mouth is mine now''his huge cock sliding like it want in my mouth making me feel small and powerless a cock in my mouth pumping between my lipse encouraging me to just suck on his big cockkeeping me down and mouth open for hima flash made me see him snaping picture of me mouth around his cock enable to stop. You could have heard a pin drop. Silently between mouthfuls of rhubarb crumble, I read her list, each line a fascinating revelation, that had me forgetting to swallow the crumble!It read, I have slowly come to the conclusion that it may be an answer for us both as I belive you could come to enjoy me being used. so…1, it`s up to you to pick the man, but we finally choose the “bull” together, especially if it’s more than a one-night-stand, though I have the final say so, it`s my body.2, it must. Last summer I began thinking of Dad more as a potential sex partner. It took until last night for me to finally get him to fuck me while he was awake after several failed attempts.”“Dad fucked you last night?” Brenda couldn’t believe it.“Yes he did, plus I gave him a nice blow job,” Cathy smiled proudly. “Besides, Ben and I had our tickets for the New Years dance tonight way before Mom and Dad did.”Dan looked at Brenda and Diane. “Dad, we have a lot to be thankful for to you. You’ve given us.