.."Then she was silent again."Daddy, are you mad at me if I touch and make myself feel good down there?"My little girl was masturbating and she was wo...ried that I would not like it! Or think badly about her."No, honey. I would not be mad with you. Just make sure that you do it privately so that nobody gets embarrassed." So, Daddy, you would not be angry with Ashley either?"A nice setup. My little girl had played me - again."You two are doing it together, aren't you? And maybe helping each. I touched the pubic hair she moaned because of pain. And asked me to lick the pussy. I inserted my tongue and licked her pussy. My tool is very hard like I never had that much of hard and width and length.Myself surprised to see my cock. She was feared too see me cock, and asked me whether “is it get inside or not” I slowly inserted my tool in to her pussy. She widened her pussy to let my cock get in to her. She felt pain and I also got pain. I get back and asked to suck my cock by that it will. She coughed and gagged before swallowing it. “Keep looking at me bitch!” Paul demanded. “I want to see you feel every inch of my cock as it rapes your pussy. Get used to having our cocks rape your pussy. This won’t be my last time!” He looked proudly across at his Father Tom.“And my cock is going to rape your mouth, your cunt and arsehole and your tits.” Tom joined in as his Son Paul pushed with his cock, forcing another inch into her, her pussy gripping his cock tightly. He pulled back, his. He smelled of sex, of the masculine fragrance of our combined sweat and juices. It emanated from the sheets we lay upon and hung faintly in the air. A cool breeze blew in through the open window and with it the unfathomable stillness of the sleeping city outside, cautioning those few who dared stir at such an hour not to disturb its slumber. Sometimes the necessity to be quiet can be a nuisance, but at that moment I found it highly stimulating and it only made my arousal all the more intense..