And that bothered her, because that was way out there, and she was a good, church-going woman.If my theory was correct, I reasoned, all I had to do wa... take my time, move Mom along in small steps, excite her in ways she wasn't used to, in ways that would never happen with Dad, and one day, when she was really horny, she might even let me get into her. That thought sent a zing through my cock but the crunch of tires on gravel sent a chill up my spine. Mom was bent back over the arm I had curled. Her back arched as he father pounded her spasming pussy, never even slowing down. His large dick punched against her cervix with each thrust, mixing pain in with her intense pleasure.Daniel fucked his daughter like this for nearly ten minutes, during which time she came twice more, making a mess everywhere. He couldn't believe how tight her pussy was. He'd forgotten how good it felt to have a barely legal, velvety cunt squeezing your dick, trying to milk the cum from it.But the memories all. “Show her, “ he said. Becca nodded, and crawled backwards on the bed, pulling the girl by her leash. Becca laid against the headboard and spread her legs far apart. She pulled the chain and the girl in her panties and her rosy pink nipples crawled on all fours before her.“lick me.” Becca said. The girl lowered her head, and Becca pulled the fabric of her thong to the side, giving the young girl access to her pussy. She licked, delicately at first, then with more and more passion.“She enjoys. ‘Ailill and Medb of Connacht, on their great raid for the brown bull of Cualigne.’ Now a betrayed warrior, heroic in aspect, turned against his home, with sorrow in his eyes. ‘Fergus Mac Roich, turned against Ulster by the deception of Conchobar.’ Next a vision of two combatants locked in fierce blade work in the ford, one a giant with skin of horn. ‘Ferdiad Mac Daman, an unshakeable barrier of battle, who knew none to master him, save the hound of Ulster.’ She saw visions of a great warrior.