I was standing there like a good little slut dressed up, and exposed for mommy and daddy. Daddy examining me as he walked around me slowly. I felt so ...irty, and for some reason I was enjoying it. I never in a million years thought I could get turned on by my own daddy. It was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt, and daddy still makes me feel this way today. I loved the feeling of when daddy cupped his hand over my bare pussy.He just smirked as he was cupping it, and all sudden mommy was. To get to the basement you have to pass by the kitchen, so I went running to the basement and grabbed a thong I started to jack off after a few minutes I came all over my hand I just grabbed a bra and cleaned my hand with it. I started to go upstairs when I reached the kitchen Maria was there with a hamper. She saw me and said "your done? that was quick"I said "what do you mean?" And she just winked and went to get her clothes and then upstairs. I was scared because I thought she was gonna tell. She was going mad and lifted one of her tits to suck her own nipple as she did she came hard and so did I, shooting my spunk all over the wall.She immediately jumped off the bed and walked towards the door, I panicked and dove into the bathroom, worried sick she would see my cum running down the wall.That was the last time I saw her like that, as a few weeks later me and her mum split up because it turned out her mum was cheating on me every Friday with a workmate.So that was the end of. “All right, if you have to know.” He looked down at Lindsey, the tiny frame, the blue eyes, the blonde hair, and told her she had two names. “Half of them call you Fairy, half call you Angel, because you look like both.” Lindsey seemed pleased.Jen looked at him and he smiled. “You, they call Madonna. Not for the singer, but for the religious one. You held a baby once for a mother, just as the sun was going down. You seemed to glow, and Preacher saw you. He declared you a modern Madonna, the.