He loved both, I'll tell you, but especially my finger up his asshole." She took a sip. "Then he fucked me, real nice and slow like. Telling me how ni...e it was to fuck me, how tight I felt, etcetera. And kissing me a lot. I came twice with him. Oh, his name was Frank." Two remembered!She continued. "Well, he came and I douched and went out to meet number five... old Curtis! He asked me if I was enjoying myself and I told him I was having a fucking ball! Then he had me suck his balls, and then. The backside of my penis head with the foreskin removed acted as a grove to which her pussy tight lips clung desperately whenever my dick moved and my imprisoned penis tickled the inner and sensitive linings of her tender pussy. Her tight cunt involuntarily engulfed the head of my circumscised penis which gave her the sweetest satisfaction. The urge for fucking became strong that I couldn't help but increase the cresendo of pumping while she cried for more pumping into her pussy, her fingers. “Gonna CUM!” I panted.“ … cum in your panties!”“Let me see!” she cried, a little too loud. She slipped off the chair and onto her knees on the carpet in front of me. “Let me SEE!!”I scooted forward, pulled my cock down to an angle that pointed at my daughter and let it nestle in a groove I made in the wadded up ball of her panties so she could watch it cum. We could both see the head of it lying in the silk trough I held just under it. Just as I did, the first long squirt spurted out of the. Three weeks ago to the day, in fact. But cotton balls and masking tape? Bondage….? We already had a small stash of restraining toys. Hmmm. Interesting. I turned her around and held her by her shoulders. This wouldnt have anything to do with a little surprise you might have in store for me tomorrow, would it? I asked. Darling, if I told you the truth, you wouldnt get a good nights sleep. Youre like a child on Christmas Eve. She was right. I didnt. I didnt accomplish a damn thing at work on.