"Oh no.. not yet maid!" she says holding out a can. "Close your eyes...or go blind, your choice."I snap my eyes shut as she sprays something over my f...ce, I'm guessingit's the blank anti-tan thing they used for the party, and sure enough,when I can open my eyes again my face looks pale shiny and smooth,almost like plastic."Good, now don't move!" she commands, and I stand rigid as she appliesthe heavy maid make-up with the intense blusher, the bright red lips andthe heavy eye shadow, before the. She was sexually uninhibited and eager to wring every possible bit of pleasure out of her virgin fuck. Greg felt a special surge of warm love for his daughter as he realized that, and he felt proud to be her daddy.Each time her father's prick fucked into her, Jody could feel its bloated head butting against her trembling cunt walls and she moaned with incestuous pleasure. She had not known enough about sex to tell her father the fucking style she wanted him to use. She honestly had not known. She couldn’t remember a story being finished so seamlessly and so easily. She hit send and watched it disappear into the digital ether. She sat at the bar, a gin waiting for Leanan, nervously looking up every time the door opened. Suddenly Leanan appeared at her side.“Well, did you send it in?” she asked after taking a large sip of the gin and tonic.“Yep” Catherine replied, slightly thrown by how she hadn’t noticed her arrival. She was just about to say something else when her phone pinged.“Oh. She noticed that I always stared at her ass, she teased me when she was working around the house by putting on those tight pants or a short skirt and walking close by me, touching my groin kind accidentally and giving me this knowing smile. Since I had my own bedroom in our big old house, with low window sills to the yard, and she slept with her daughters... I never ventured back into her bed, but she showed up in my bed many times over the years and nobody ever knew. I had this great mature.