All you could hear were the sounds of my deep moans, and the slip slapping sound of his finger fucking my cunt.My father got on his knees, and placed ...is hands on my thighs. Slowly he ran his tongue up and down my pussy. From time to time he would softly kiss and blow warm air onto my pussy. I groaned and held onto his hair again. My father pushed his tongue in as deep as it could go and ate me out as though I were his last meal.A knotty, tingly feeling arose below my stomach, slowly making its. .yummy. As she pulled a piece of the carcass on a piece of rebar and bricks holding it up. They ate the dog and later they laid down by the fire they made, Jamie rubbed her belly, that’s some damn good cookin mamma, Lucy looked up at her from where she lay on Jamie’s breast. I can do a lot more than cook Lucy says and she turned to face Jamie, looking into her eyes, she put her hands on the sides of Jamie’s pants, pulling as Jamie raised her body, they kissed passionately, by the fire, Lucy. That bitch. "Shit," he muttered. His eyes were glazed as he looked off into his own mind seeing nothing. "She won't suck my cock but she will Herb's." Daddy!"That brought him back immediately. "Oh, sorry sweetie. I kind of forgot you were here," he blushed.Molly laughed, "I bet you did." She turned enough to look back over her shoulder at him. It also twisted her enough that Dan's hand, without his moving it, slid into the gap of the waist of her loose shorts. "So, Mom won't suck your..." Molly. His hand started on my knee and slid upwards as I felt his body’s warmth lean into me. He kissed me deeply and ran his hands over my thighs and my underwear but never inside. I felt my anticipation grow and without realizing it, I let out a small whine. His hands stayed on top of my underwear but they began to rub harder and as I started breathing harder, my pants soon became soaked. I needed more. I couldn’t handle the suspense. ‘Cooper’ I cried. My hands slid down because I knew if I wanted.