I left a big tip. She may not have told the whole truth, but she’d told more than she thought she had. Traffic on the coast highway was sparse and I...got to The Carousel before dark. Slightly out of the way, you had to know where you were going to find it. The proprietors hadn’t spent a cent on neon or advertising but plenty on landscaping to keep things nice and private. The two-storied building they operated out of looked like old money to me. Set back among the shade trees, it presented an. "Thats the hole my real Daddy used to fuck me in all the time, new Daddy" she smiled coyly. Hearing that had me torn. It was so wrong but so hot to think of a man fucking his hot daughter. "Wow Emma...thats um...interesting. How old were you when he did that?" I queried as I pumped the rubber cock in and out of her ass, pulling it out with a pop and then back into her gaping hole. Once again her head was back, her legs still behind her head and her finger now on her clit as I fucked her ass. This one started about half an hour into the fucking and took forever to build. It came on very slowly, building in intensity, from the soles of my feet. The feeling of having to pee reached the point of desperation over a while but – it was still slow – for a little while it didn’t seem like there would ever be a peak. I hadn’t had many multiple orgasms yet so, I had no idea what was going to happen.When it finally hit me it was like a tidal wave…a huge one. As I went off in a foggy blur of. Ghar aate hue dada ji sabke liye gol gappe leke aaye. Fir ghar aake main mummy aur dada ji gol gappe khane lage.Mummy hamare samne bethkar gol gappe kha rahi thi. Aur meri aur dada ji nazar unke pet aur dudh par thi. Main dada ji ko ishare kar raha tha.Aur woh bhi aapni jeebh aapne honton par fira rahe the. Fir mummy kitchen mein chali gayi. Aur dada ji bhi aapni plate rakhne kitchen mein gaye.Maine unhe pehle hi samjha diya tha ki unhe kya karna hai. Dada ji bilkul chup chaap gaye the. Mummy.