I will say it again, I’m your FATHER, this is not right. We can’t…” She brought her fingers to her lips and made a ‘shooshing’ sound at me... “Oh c’mon dad! I saw your cock earlier, so I figured it would only be fair if you got to see something of me too!” I couldn’t argue with that. She had seen, touched, and tasted, my cock only a few hours earlier, but this was different. This was my daughter that I was staring at. Of course I had seen her breasts many times in her 18 years of life, but this. Stumbling to the wagon I rummaged through the back and found my EMT kit. Sitting down, I poured water and then some alcohol over the wound to try and clean it out and disinfect it. It took me a few minutes to recover from the pain of the alcohol, but eventually I was able to look more closely at the wound. I didn’t see any more sand in or around it, so I spread some antibiotic cream, covered it with a large piece of gauze, and wrapped a bandage around it. The wound was wide enough it couldn’t. My girlfriend Sandy had often used her fingers there when she gave me a blowjob. But there's a hell of a lot of difference between a girl's finger and your buddy's cock.Unknown to me, the whole affair was captured on a video camera that he had positioned on his bookcase and he had loaded the scene with him fucking me on one of those adult sites I had visited. Randy is talented when it comes to computers and the clip he posted had our faces distorted so you couldn't make us out. Actually his was. Again, I wanted to eat as much of young Molly as I could before she tossed me aside and went back to her young life. My face was covered with her wetness — it ran down my cheeks and chin. My tongue continued to waggle inside of her. I didn’t know any other taste or smell but the taste and smell of Molly’s overactive, overstimulated pussy.Abruptly, Molly turned her head aside, pulled my cock out of her mouth and spit on it. Then she pounced back on my wet dick and started sucking me off again,.