Make sure I’m fine.”“Of course. I just need to lift your nightgown. I assume you’re not wearing any panties beneath.”My dick ached and throb...ed. “Maybe I should give you privacy.”“No, Daddy!” Tiffany grabbed my left arm, clinging to it. “You need to make sure I’m okay.”“It’s our duty as her parents,” grinned my wife.I swallowed. “It seems more like a mother’s duty, honey.”“Philip Taylor, you will help to make sure your daughter is perfectly healthy. Now don’t be embarrassed. You used to give. You might get the wrong idea about me.” “What do you mean the wrong idea about you?” “You might think I’m a slut,” she answered. “I’m not, you have to know, I’m really a good girl, but my boyfriend just didn’t appreciate me. He treated me like shit, just wanted to get into my pants, if you know what I mean.” “I know what you mean. You didn’t want to be taken advantage of. You wanted to be appreciated, treated special.” “Yeah, exactly,” she said, looking at the cover of the book, “Even though I. ” I slid out of bed and stood with her in the tiny pool of light. I helped her on with her clothes. It was a lot more difficult than helping her off with them. I finally gave up as we laughed over tangled underwear and then began pulling my own clothes on. “You don’t need to get up.”“What would your daughter think if your boyfriend didn’t even walk you home after a hot date? Besides, it gives me five more minutes with you.” We left my apartment and went down the back stairs across the alley. He then started slapping his cock on my ass before sliding it inside the panties inbetween my ass cheeks and he started talking saying how much of a slut I was and thats when I hered something move beside me. I felt the side of the bed lower as another guygot on to it. I felt his hairy body up against my face and what felt like a huge cock rubbing up against my lips.The guys forced it into my mouth really deep making me gag and I tried to push myself away with my hands and that was when the.