”“Mandy, you were supposed to put a password on that phone. I suppose I’ll have to punish you again.”“Please, Heather. What if I give you a ...resent instead?”“What do you have in mind?”“Cindy.” Cindy walks into the room.“Miss Mancini, Miss Peterson was just talking about you. She says you want to come and play some games with us this evening.”Cindy says “I don’t know. Mandy said some pretty wild things. She told me that you can do … things … that I should try out.”“Dear Miss Mancini, I can give. It was now the back end of November and it was difficult to believe that I had been cavorting naked with Susannah, in the warmth of summer, not much more than a month ago.The rain was now sheeting down, the temperature had dropped like a stone and it was hell being out on such nights. I had managed to obtain some tarpaulins, and canvas sheeting, as protection for the sentinels, but it was still a cold and wet spell of duty for the men. I was pleased at how well the men had responded to the. I awoke from the dream and saw my daughter, her head between my legs, licking the dregs of my orgasm from the tip of my deflating cock. Shocked, I tried to cover myself. She looked up and smiled, a drop of sperm forming at the corner of her mouth."So, who's Leah, Daddy?" She asked, matter-of-factly as she kissed the crown of my cock and dropped it to my belly."Jesus! Trina! What the fuck are you doing?" I barked, trying to tuck myself back into my boxers."You were having a dream, daddy! I just. I looked over at my husband who was sitting on the ground watching us, and smiling. Mike lost his balance and when he straightened up on a shallower sport his cock was out of the water. I immediately kneeled down and took his cock in my mouth. Mike said what about your husband? I slipped his cock out of my mouth and explained how he has seen me with another guy and liked to watch then I continued sucking his cock. Twice I could tell he was about to cum but I stopped and squeezed his cock for a.