“You'll have sex with your dad and me. We'll alternate. One night you'll be with me; the next night, you'll join your father. We won't do this every...night, but it will be at least once or twice a week with your father or me. You'll come to enjoy your times with your father just as much as you did with me, I promise you.”Kirk wondered what he had gotten himself into.“You're serious,” he said.“Absolutely. If you want to continue our times together, you also have to have sex with your father.”She. He came towards me and kissed my lips. That was such a nice feeing, the first kiss of my life. Then he pulled down the straps of my bra and kissed my breasts. I opened the hook of the bra from backwards and made it easy for daddy to have easy access to them. Daddy then took me and laid me on the bed. He been to kiss my lips once again, then went on kissing my throat and shoulders and finally began to lick and suck my nipples. After about 15 minutes of sucking he kissed my navel but skipped my. I rasied my head and she turned to me and we kissed as lovers. She moaned and was transported to another plane as we kissed. She broke our kiss and without a word between us she moved her hands to my belt and undid it as she stared at me with eyes of passion, yet eyes of hurt and shame. I brought my hand up and placed it behind her neck and leaned forward and kissed her again as I felt her hands undoing my pants. I was instantly hard with lust for her as she gently pulled my shaft from my. I did not scream or even think about running, the smell was of sex, a great part emanating from between my legs, their long penises already pleasuring me inside my head.'Look here Mariel', said daddy, taking me over to a small photo album, which I opened to show photos of me taken years before on nude beaches, the heavy staining and stickiness, leaving me in no doubt as to their existence and what they provided, for these men, now I was here, amongst them, I knew what was next, and my knees.