I think, by the third round, he realized that he was fucking his daughter! Finally, we slept exhausted at 4 am.When I got up at 9 am, dad was awake an... was crying softly, holding his head in his hands. He was naked. I hugged him from behind and pressed my big tits on his back, kissed his neck and asked him, “Dad, what is the matter?”He turned back and kissed me on the cheek. He said, “What is the matter? I fucked my virgin daughter, will there be a more cruel father?” and again he started. I'm sure that some people took the reassurance with a grain of salt, but there was really nothing else we could do nor any place else for us to go, so we just wiped our collective brow and went back to our normal lives.As soon as the monsoon stopped and the ground had dried enough, a scouting mission was sent to the site where my group had landed. They never came back from the trip. Sue and Julia were responsible people, so we knew something bad had happened to them. The only thing for us to do. As I sucked the nipple into my mouth, I brought my hand up from between her legs and ran the tip of the finger over the vacant one. The scent of her orgasm was now filling my senses and I moved my lips across and sucked that one between them. Now it was my turn to groan as I tasted her juices it on it. With my fingers working on the saliva coated nipple and my lips sucking eagerly on the other, Hazel had her third orgasm in less than thirty minutes, and I realised I'd found one hell of a. .” A touch of awe in her voice.“But not scary?” Checks Kimberly in a calming tone.Ursula continues leaning and twisting her shoulders, her arms out to the sides, one toward his neck, the other along his side, down toward his belly. Thinking about what she’s been asked ... Her smile suggesting she’s not scared ... But clearly still nervous. “He’s not scary ... No ... Not yet ... But we’re not doing anything yet...”She’s naked, leaning against a horse, preparing to fuck him ... But no, nothing.