I went on my knees and lifted her gown to move my fingers over her pussy. It was the same pussy I licked last night, but now I felt like I own this te...ritory.I put my tongue there and could see her moan and enjoy this. I got up and stood straight. “Why did you stop?” she questioned. “I want to suck these melons”, I replied.Sangita got furious, “NO, I want you to lick me! Go down and lick me, otherwise..,” without letting her complete her sentence, I lip-locked with her. She did not respond. She said, What you doing, I said nothing. She opened the camper door and went inside. Sal already had his shorts on, when I went in, Jackie was covered up with a sheet. I saw her shorts near her. I went over to Jackie, just talking to her, then I lifted the sheet up real quick and saw she was half naked. She put the sheet down quickly. I whisper to her, I saw you fucking your dad. Her face turned red. I told her, I won’t say a word, unless I can fuck you too. She nodded, and I handed her shorts. . I'm just like Trish now, a sensual woman... I'm really a real woman now... ooohhh... Randy thrust his hands in her hair and flexed his hips upward battering the back of her throat with his cock as he strained for completion. Davie made no move to pull back from the intense pressure, but ovalled her tender lips even tighter around his penis, impatient to feel the white, creamy load of sperm in her aching young throat. She mewled and moaned like a depraved animal, totally abandoned to the lust. When I say the word 'daughter' I see men twitch, their eyes glaze over, and their cocks harden, the image of small breasts, bald cunts, and firm tomboyish buttocks, starts their testosterone flowing, they want to fuck, and its a conversation I always strike up, when I want one too, I talk of my daughter, and I am more than halfway there, sometimes I am ashamed of my visual imagery when I talk about her in that way, but I know the men I bring back to our home for a fuck, will want a look at her,.