. I can't... Anymore... Ohh.. Uhh..." I pushed my buttocks forward and held her head pressed against my cock. I couldn't see anything, couldn't hear a...ything. I could just feel her. I could feel my body suddenly heating up.And then I started melting. Slowly.. slowly.. very slowly. Every part of my body was melting like a burning candle. I was melting inside her mouth. I was pouring myself directly into her throat. I don't know how she handled the flood. Did she swallow it all? Or she let it. Over the next few weeks things changed gradually but continuously Wendy’s hair became shorter and blonder her make-up vibrant and almost slutty. Between the two of us we started to change her wardrobe some from shops some from the internet. We decided, or rather I decided on two types of wardrobe. Her skirts and dresses got shorter and a lot tighter, likewise her tops chosen to enhance her figure we bought ribbed jumpers and semi sheer blouses. She laughed I’m only dressing like this to please. I groaned, closing my eyes and savoring the pleasure that flowed down my girl-dick.“Fuck, yes,” I groaned.“Damn, Tabby,” Dad panted.I glanced at him and we grinned at each other. We were both getting our dicks sucked. This was a new daddy/daughter activity we would have. No longer did we just have to play catch to bond. We could share women. I loved my futa-cock so much.Mom bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down Dad's cock while Bimbo did the same to mine. Her plump lips slid up and. I put my tongue and started playing with my mouth. She was surprised but allowed me to enjoy her. I played for 5 minutes and she started slowly moaning for more.I stopped and raised my head to see her. She was trying not to be noisy so that her friends outside wouldn’t doubt us. She smiled and asked me to put it inside. Then she hurriedly removed the condom pack and put in on my dick.I entered her in the missionary position with my 8″ dick. Since it was wet with her juice and my saliva, it went.