They were so firm and plump. I wanted to touch them. Squeeze them. I wanted to be in the room with those four girls fucking them.Fucking my daughter.T...at incestuous thought rippled through me. I slammed into Anael with such power, that pressure building at the tip of my dick. I groaned while my flesh slapped over and over into her. I gripped the phone, stars dancing around the edges of my vision.“I’m going to cum!” Tammy howled. “I’m going to ... Yes!”Tammy bucked on my daughter. Her tits. He sat up and removed his hand for a minute, Kayla looked at him disheartened. He hooked his index fingers in each side of her panties and began rolling them down her legs bit by bit, his hands travelling their length, sending a shiver through Kayla’s body. When he finally pulled them off her feet he began trailing soft kisses up her feet, to her calves, and thighs. As he rose higher, he could smell her scent, and drank it in. A soft layer of blonde curls peeked at him. He was tempted to have a. I say, “Janet, I am going to make you feel as good as you are making Steph feel.” I move in behind, and put my hands on her ass cheeks, spreading those cute little pussy lips apart so I could work my tongue inside. “You taste so fucking good Janet, does Steph taste as sweet as you?” Janet turns around, for the moment leaving Stephanie laying on her back by herself and says, “kiss me and find out.” I smile and pull her to me, French kissing my daughter’s best friend, and tasting her pussy juice. She rolled her eyes and continued: "Really? Even now? Denial? Asking mehow a bra feels? Whether corsets work or not? Techniques to go up anddown stairs in heels? Nylon or silk? My views on how different lingeriefeels? My thoughts on what constitutes the ultimate expression offemininity? The sensation of a swollen nipple while being sucked?Randolph, why did you ask me?" She sipped her drink, put the glass down,and teasingly asked again: "Why?" Hers was now a sly smile.Randolph looked at her.