"Oops, damn, here I'll get that." Kat had just turned to look at him when she saw her father take his own turn to descend to the carpet, getting on hi... knees himself, turning to face her, reaching under the table for the bottle.And Kat found herself looking down at her father's face, which was maybe 12 inches at most, eye-level with her thong. Her damp, wet thong, clinging to her vaginal lips. Daddy wasn't looking at the floor, he wasn't trying to find the bottle, he was staring at her vagina.. Then, suddenly, he rammed his big daddy cock so deep into my little pussy that he made me gasp. I could feel my tight little hole strain as he stretched it out to fit his massive hard-on. Our breath grew more rapid, in unison, as he fucked me harder and harder. "Daddy, I'm going to cum!" I screamed. My body shaking, the waves of pleasure taking over my body. "Do you want to taste daddy's love juice, baby," he asked almost breathless."Oh yes daddy, make me your messy little girl!" He pulled his. Amy never complained though! She was always willing to be there for me, no matter what. I should have known that this much closeness with her will only make things worse when she drives away with Pete on her wedding day.Anyway, things were going well. 5 days to go for the big day for Amy. She was visibly excited and shared every little detail with me. I was busy preparing for her wedding. Unfortunately, Amy’s periods were delayed a bit and struck her just 4 days before the wedding.She was. They looked very much like my own underarms in terms of color and amount of hair, which didn't surprise me because, ironically, I've never been all that hairy of a guy. But for a female it was quite ample. I knew I had to do everything I could to get back with this girl because if her vagina looked anything like her underarms I knew I was in for a treat - both in terms of eating and fucking!As luck would have it, Anya had me back to her apartment. Sure enough her bush was extremely hairy. The.