We had both eagerly turned page after page of fucking and sucking as our easily influenced young minds absorbed every minute detail on those pages. I...clearly remember Julie's silence and the way she stared at one particular magazine and how she blushed when I had said something like, "Boy you must really like what's in that one", and reached and grabbed it from her as she sat there breathing heavy. I also fell silent as my eyes pored over the pages as I saw girls licking each other's pussies. I had a hard on pushing into my jeans like a tent pole and I was beyond the point of no return. I released my aching bone and started to slowly feel it up and down. By now my daughter’s pussy was starting to moisten, and not just from my tongue. I moved lower and found her juicy hole, licking around it, collecting her juices, tasting her, swallowing her tangy nectar. Then, tongue protruding I entered my daughter’s pussy hole. She was warm and wet around me as I probed inside, then. “Is that all you ever think about, is sex?”“Like boys don’t, but around you, almost always,” she smiled, their visors touching as she kissed him.“We make a pretty good team no matter what we do together. I’ll play centre so I can set you both up,” he said.“We’ll always be a good team for life!” she reiterated.“I have no doubt that we will.”Abby turned to Jennifer, “See, what have I told you about Brad and me?”“Wish I could find a man to make me feel that good again,” Jennifer admitted.“Maybe. I regret not doing anything" "well im free if you wanna meet up" should i? he already knew i wanted it now no turning back i figured (thank you alcohol) "yes! can you pick me up?" a couple more texts and about a half hour later i was walking to meet him (i couldnt get picked up and be seen at my house) the ride was... awkward. just small talk and me wanting to pounce. we finally got to his house.he gave me a beer and we went to the basement.he didnt waste any time "so what was it you wanted.