Her groans get louder as I pull her shorts to one side to expose the closely shaven lips, teasing them apart with my fingertips before running my tong...e along her slit and pressing onto her hard button. I feel a change of direction and then a second later the cool surface of the table against my buttocks. Her cunt presses hard down onto my mouth as she grabs the table in one hand, the other pulling rapidly on my semi-hard cock encouraging the blood to return. Using one hand I anchor the pair of. Repeating over and over again, “daddy, daddy, fuck me,” then hit another orgasm I hear something strange, like heavy breathing and open my eyes. I see you there at the door looking at me; you have your hand over your cock. I reach for a blanket to cover myself, ashamed to have been caught like that. You walk in, “Don’t cover yourself, I want to see you. Vicky I heard you. You have the hots for your father?” Keeping my eyes on the tent in your jogging pants all I can manage to say was, “I. Neither had seen one before. It was about a foot and a half long and easily as thick as Brad’s cock. The girls moved apart a bit and Kristen leaned up on her elbows and watched as Brad slipped one end easily into Lacey’s hot hole. He then placed the other end against Kristen’s pussy lips and slid it up and down her slit as she watched. I didn’t see how he could get it into her considering how large the fat head on the dildo was. Brad slowly started applying pressure. Her lips were stretched. But I’m really sorry for those texts.She: That’s okay. I can only talk if you can be like friends. If anything beyond that, I have block button on Instagram. I can block you any second.Me: Sure, your majesty.And this continued…In an hour, we got to know about each other like studies, family, the place where we live and all. Texts progressed to calls. We talked for an hour or so every day. We haven’t met in person but we did text and call. After a week, I started insisting her to meet. After.