...looks like someones already been talking to you" The second man laughed, after he examined me realising what i've been doing recently."Oh shit, wha... you been up to come over here and tell us aaalllll about it" They led me towards an opening with some dumpsters, out of sight.My heart was pounding, they stood both at my sides."So you gonna tell us where you've been?" One said"Just at work, honest" I said quietly."Work, you look a little young to be working" The other replied, as he inspected. With a deep sigh, Dylan lets go of her hair and pulls out of her ass. Kaylee immediately retreats, curling up into a ball, her ass leaking cum and crying. He sits next to her, laying against the couch, his cock still rock hard, a mixture of cum and blood covering the tip. Looking over at her, Dylan looks over her prone body, "Hey, you're not done yet. You gotta clean me up bitch." She stares. Lick his cock? When it is all covered in his disgusting cum, and what can only be her blood? . I mean, we were close and all, but she was young and I wanted to fuck her. Not your normal father to daughter conversation. That night I stayed up late, my cock throbbing in my pants in anticipation as I watched ESPN's Sports Center for the last time.Turning off the television and the lights, I made my way down the hallway. Sure enough, her door was slightly open, and I quietly moved over to check out my daughter in her sleep. The initial view was disappointing as she actually had the sheet. " That's the idea," she says."Damn, you got some body. Do a little tease for me, would you? Show me a sexy strut, let me look at that gorgeous body." Yeah? You want to see me dance? Strip?" Let me see you."I sit down on the sofa and she starts the show. She struts away from me, taking slow, sexy steps with her long and shapely legs, smoothing down her dress. I rub my hard-on over my pants. She turns around and shows me her ass, sticking out and shaking it, looking back over her shoulder and.