The second photo was taken from the same angle. It showed Daddy with his hand on his monstrous cock, his smile replaced by a grimace and his eyes star...ng off into space as a spurt of his cum jetted out of the tip and into the air. All I could think of was the exquisite timing of the photograph, not its content."Holy shit, Daddy, Mom took pictures of you naked? And masturbating?" I asked innocently — and curiously.Daddy took one look at the pictures and at her vibrator, the pink plastic showing. "Saw a movie" indeed, Freia thought. She bet that Heath and his girlfriend had spent the entire time making out. It was surprisingly easy to visualise Heath making out, imagining the feeling of his tongue in her mouth, his hands roaming around her body, her hands exploring his, ending up at his..."Sure you did, Heath." her father replied, snapping Freia out of her daydream. He chuckled, and decided to lay off his oldest. At least for a while. At least, he thought, Freia and Van were safe. Freia. He reached out and gathered up my panties, using them to wipe his wet penis as I watched wide-eyed. He was a big man and I had taken all of him inside me, a six to eight inches of movement, in and out, side to side, wracking my being with multiple orgasms, all coming in succession, each one more powerful than the previous, losing count and consciousness, I just clung around his neck as he battered and bruised me deeper than anything before, twisting and opening my virginity to his eventual. . WHAP!You are crying now. You pull your hands around and wipe the tears out of your eyes as my hand slides under you to cup your wet pussy. My finger slides up and down tracing the slit, bumping across your clit with each stroke.The brush starts again, WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!Each hit brings a cry from you as you wail and try to cover your ass with your hands. "I'm sorry David, I'm sorry!" You are crying so hard now that you are almost hard to understand. I stop and again put my hand between.