. b-word ... dude.” The small muscles in her back flexed each time Sam bottomed out.“Sorry.” Sam’s face flushed with embracement, but he kept ...ammering his dick into his sister. He couldn’t stop.“Don’t apologize ... dummy.” She still looked back at him, her blue eyes twinkled. “You’ve got me. Now ... take me.”“Tell me ... ah ... ah ... ah.” Sam held himself up with his hands just above her waist.“What?” Bex dropped her face back down to the blanket and closed her eyes.“Tell me ... you’re my. .." I panted, "Oh I came hard," smiling up at him I whispered, "Thank you Daddy." "Thank you." He said in between deep breaths. "That was the best blow job I ever got!" "I took every drop," I purred, "Like a good girl!" "And good girls get rewards," Dad said and swinging his leg back over me, bent his head down and kissed me hard. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue plunged between my parted lips. Dad was groaning as well and I wondered if he were getting off on tasting himself. Dad. At least it wasn’t sleeping with strangers. I had some time before all this so I decided to take a quick shower. As the water sprayed over my body I remembered my instructions and made it a sexy type thing. Very soapy and very sensual. My hands rubbing, caressing, squeezing my body all over. Soft moans and such. Rinsing the conditioner from my long blonde hair I decided to look for the camera. Of course, there it was, right above the shower head. Another one under the faucet. Tiny little. It was very crowded, and their hands were full. Sheila moved sideways so David could get past, but not quite fast enough. His knuckles brushed against her nipple through her shirt, which was extra unfortunate because she had forgotten to wear a bra. She took a quick break in the kitchen for a sip of shitty coffee and to cool her trembling nerves. A quick glance down at her shirt revealed that she still wasn’t ready to go back out. Impatiently, she poked her hard nipple into softness.The next.