As we passed she got so excited she started cumming. The truck driver tooted his horn in approval of the sight as we pulled ahead.“Oh, sweetie, what...am I going to do with you? You're making me so horny that I need your pussy wrapped around my cock!”“Do you now? Well why don’t you come get it, Daddy?” She said.“I think I will!”At the first turn off I could find I went looking for a motel. I couldn’t wait any longer to have my daughter's wet, pregnant pussy all over my cock. I had us checked into. After Sharon and dad got back from their day we had a meal and chatted going to bed early, laying in bed with Karen I run my hands over her soft naked body, she slipped down the bed and sucked my cock slowly, feeling my balls all I could see was her head bobbing up and down, the sound of satisfaction from Karen, I groaned feeling my cock pulse and cum Karen swallowed, making sure she got every drop she let go and slipped up the bed falling asleep.The following morning we got up and went down. James was outbidding Ms. Moreau? But Mrs. Sweet would giveme to Ms. Moreau if I agreed to work for her. Whatever 'work' mightmean. I didn't see much alternative - I needed someone to protect me andgive me a place to live. Someone like... "Can't I just leave school andgo back to Nana?" Of course not," she said. "She's not your legal guardian. Consider Ms.Moreau. You could rise in her service. As her maid, then her personalassistant, then her personal companion, and then - who knows? Maybeshe'll. “No worries, sweet offering, you will fit together as you were meant to be,” the High Priestess assured. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds beyond the circle. Skin slapping skin competed with muffled moans and wet sucking noises. The dancers had stopped their dance and fell upon each other. I could smell the heady fragrance of sex in the air. The High Priestess’ left hand touched my pussy, and my traitorous hole opened for her. Her slim fingers slid inside my slick sheath, causing my.