John set up a steadyunrushed rhythm with his hips, varying it slightly as he wanted to keepeverything interesting and to tingle different nerve ending.... Thesupine wife brought her legs up and wrapped them around John's waist.He adjusted his deep strokes to accommodate this change in position.She purred appreciatively and thrust her hips up to meet hisdownstrokes.Gemma had been in the room often enough to know where this was probablyleading. Sometimes the couple enjoyed an initial quick round. ."What? Who? I was confused beyond comparison."Daddy?... It's me!"I pushed her off me, moved away to the lamp, flicked it.There, on my bed, squatting, holding sheets as covers, cowered my daughter! Kate! the one I changed diapers for, long ago. The one who spit up on my brand new suit, and I laughed! Now, I wanted to spit up."Please, Daddy, don't be mad..."I was stunned, couldn't think of what to say. I stood there naked, my once hard cock now shriveling like a garden slug soaked in beer."I can. It was harder still now. "Now open your mouth and say 'ahhh'." Eric swallowed his nerves and opened his mouth as wide as he could, "ahhh". His face tilted upwards, his mouth wide open and his tongue sticking out as far as it could."That's right, you little bitch. I can't wait to try out your hot little faggot mouth."Eric moaned at the crass language, but stayed where he was. He couldn't help himself. There was nothing he wanted more right now than a big cock in his mouth. The man grabbed the. “Fuck that hurt.” I said, then added “One, thank you Master.”By the time the tawse landed for the third time I was crying. That damn thing really hurt and I wondered what damage it was doing to my butt, By the time I got to, “Six, thank you Master.”My butt was numb and I was starting to think about my pussy. The seventh, eighth and ninth ones landed and my orgasm was about to explode.I didn’t manage to say, “Ten, thank you Master.”Because the orgasm exploded out of me and I started shaking..