I shifted my body, changed my angle and as he came forward, I was able to get a bit more of him into me, and a bit more, just a bit more. It took timi...g and persistence, timing to breath, persistence to maintain breathing and not choking. Then it happened, with an almost audible pop, he was in my throat. I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks, held him, still. When I allowed him to move he withdrew fully from my face. Our eyes met, and we began again. As he re-entered my face he reached. Rodger unbuckled his belt and let his shorts fall. I caressed and licked his balls while continuing to suck his cock. He groaned and was pushing his cock deeper when the dogs came running up. He threw the ball and I saw his hard cock was glistening with my slobber.“Take off your underwear,” he said.“I don't wear any.”He grinned and I turned around, hiked up my skirt, and he stuck a finger in to discover that I was already wet. He entered me as I leaned over and held on to a tree. Rodger went as. I let out a little moan and out of no where she started to go faster then before, bobbing her up and down in a perfect rhythm. It slowly began to drive me insane. Starting to gain a little control of my body (I wanted more) was all I could think. Then words I’d never thought I would ever say to my own daughter escape out my mouth. “Sara honey daddy loves you and you know I would never do anything to hurt you?” She stop and look up me and nodded for a yes. Then I said in a wicked way “ then you. She knew that Vickie was wild and, yes, a bit on the 'slutty' side, but Fran expected at least some outrage from her. "Do you think Dave would let me be his slave too?" Fran felt a wave of unexpected jealousy surge over her. She almost said 'Why would my brother want a whorey little slut like you for a slave.' But she bit her lip at the last second."I don't know," was all she said."Show me," Vickie said looking at Fran."Show you what?" Fran pretended not to know what Vickie wanted to look.