His pace quickened and he began to breathe heavily. His manhood waspassed my sphincter and now he was thrusting in and out the bulbous headof his peni... rubbing back and forth on my prostate. I increased the paceof my own stroking. His pace increased to frenzy, I was tingling allover, my toes curled in my sandals, and my head is spinning. I feel thespasms of his cock, and then I feel something warm inside me. Just thenmy cock ejaculated cum, some of it went on to his chin I struggled tocatch my. She’s never seen one before.While she got dressed, I brushed her hair again and told her what I was looking for. We started the shoot looking like she was walking in from a day of school, carrying a couple of books under her arm. She would put the books down, and sit on the bed. I then did the shoot looking as if she was playing strip poker with an unseen person. The poker hands shown in the foreground in each picture would show she was wearing an article less of clothing.My dick was very hard. “Dad, you want to fuck your daughters, don’t you?”“Yes,” he groaned, his voice so strained. “Especially Valarie. She looks so much like your mother.”“And she’s been such a cocktease, right?” I asked. “But you also want Alison and Livie, huh?”“Yes.” He looked away from me, staring at his crotch. Was that shame? “I know I shouldn’t. But ... They’re all such beautiful girls and...”“Are you looking at my tits, Dad?” Alison asked.Dad didn’t answer her.“Are you?” I demanded. “You have to listen to. It was me.And I told him that I had known it must 'a been good for him because, just before he'd come, he'd gotten real good and hard -- almost as big and hard as he must of been, back in his own day. And I told him he had a real nice big pecker, which was nothing but God's truth.All during this time Bill was still coming to the cafe and leaving me good tips and all, and we were seeing each other those two nights a week. Maybe people were talking about it, I don't know. Probably somebody saw me.