Watching my daughter offer her warm, soft, D-cup titties to me in her hands. To me, her father. And I ejaculated explosively, my eyes scrunched so tig...t that I saw stars.Well, that changed everything. It changed everything between us. I couldn't see Emmie as just an innocent little girl any more. She tended to wear simple dresses in the house, somewhat oversized dresses held up by shoulder straps, or held up by an elastic band that fit around her chest just above her breasts. And when she bent. He swung his eyes to the side doors. Nothing there. No one heard his screams, no help would come.The old Indian and his mate stepped between the men frozen in their chairs. They stopped at the desk's front edge. They stared at the President with dark, accusing eyes.He stopped screaming and shouting. His throat burned from the strain of his shouts; his lungs ached.Are you finished, or do you wish to scream for a while longer? the old man asked. No one will come until we allow it, he said.The. She rubbed it and really seemed to be enjoying herself. It was like watching a kid with a brand new toy. I was also enjoying myself because it felt really good. She eventually got bored and stopped. I asked, Is it my turn yet? And she said, Yes go ahead She then sat down on my couch and spread her legs out. And there it was. The most beautiful thing I had ever seen. My first pussy. I touched it with one finger at first, wondering at what would happen. As soon as I realized nothing would happen. Real tight. Shaved cunt too." Yeah... Oh man... I'm going in to watch and join in on using this slut. I gotta have that cunt myself. She looks wetter than hell right now. I'd bet she'd do us all right out here if her slut master told her to too."I knew it. I would have. If James had told me to go to my knees and suck his cock, or any cock for that matter, I would have. I would. I wanted to. I wanted to be the best slut I could be for James. Deep inside I hoped that he would use me that way too..