"God you're insatiable these days," she moaned as I slid my cock into her and started pounding away to her evident delight.It didn't take long before ...he moans became loud cries of delight and lust as she orgasmed several times beneath my hard thrusts before I blasted my fourth load of the day into the second woman."God that was good," she gasped. "But I'm going to have to clean up again. Now get dressed and leave me alone you naughty man," she giggled.It was a warm and sunny evening when we. And I was masturbating, too. I couldn't help myself. My daughter was masturbating, talking about... about me!"... it was so big [moan] ... and it filled my mouth [groan] ... I was stroking it and my tongue was [moan] ... unh ... I was licking the head and [groan] ... uhn ... stroking his shaft ... [moan] ... unh ... unh ... my daddy's cock ... unh ... unh ... I want my ... [long moan] I want my daddy's cock inside me ... [groan]"I heard her bed gently rocking and thumping against the wall. I. . special moment..."Catherine looked even more confused than James. "I ... I thought. I mean, I remember..."Her voice trailed off. Had her pussy been fucked? She could remember getting embarrassingly wet but had she felt her daddy's cock sliding in and out of her pussy? She shook her head in confusion. The last several days were a blur of shouts and pain and abuse. Her memories were chaotic and confused. Lack of sleep, or food or enough water had left her groggy and unable to put her thoughts. I nodded. “Tell me.” “I trust you.” Just a whisper. She smiled. I realized for the first time how pretty she was when she smiled. “With what do you trust me?” She wanted to know, her voice barely louder than mine. “Everything.” I didn’t have to think before answering. “With your body?” “Yes.” “With your heart?” “Yes, Anne.” “With your sexuality?” There it was. And even while I whispered, “Yes, Anne!” my mind screamed at me to say no. The atmosphere was supercharged like just before a major.