I carefully got up trying not to wake her. I laded her down on the sofa and pulled a blanket over her. I decided that first thing to do was find some ...ood. In the kitchen was some leftover bacon from lunch that I ate on my way back to my room. When I got there the door was open and on the white dresser was a small bottle like the one Cassie had but this one had a blue cap. There was also a note; it read” meet me at the pool and put a few drops from the bottle in.”This was scary as it was. "What happened yesterday was a mistake. It shouldn't have happened. It was my fault and it won't happen again, ever." she glared at him."Why?" Why?' He nodded."Why?" You know why," she hissed."Nope, I don't. I liked it. You liked it. I know you came a bunch of times." Her skin reddened further."That's not the point," she said, despairingly."Look, you know why incest is supposed to be bad? It's bad because you get two headed babies and stuff. Well, all that was before the pill. We don't have to. It wasn’t necessary.”“Enjoy it, my little one. Daddy loves his little girl.”Tracy took it out and put it on. It looked stunning with her outfit. She just smiled and sipped her champagne. Their dinner arrived and they both enjoyed their meals. “Would you like dessert? You know that you’re my dessert.”Tracy smiled and felt her skin crawl. She knew that he wanted to fuck her. She would just have to be a good girl and do whatever he said. She would give him an amazing night and never see. I was thrusting, pounding away at her slick pussy, while she was rotating her pelvis around my hard cock, her magnificent tits bouncing with every stroke. She came over and over and over, I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from coming too early, I wanted this to last.She screamed at every touch, every lick, every thrust. She was so wound up that she was writhing and moaning from every move I made. If she'd ever been fucked like this, it had not happened for a very long time. I had never had.