“And I bet your cunny is all hot and itchy again.”She nodded her head.“Want Daddy to eat your cream?”Her smile grew so bright. She nodded eage...ly.I pushed my naked daughter down on the carpeted floor, spreading her thighs. Her juices coated her flesh, her vulva flush and plump, her slit still that tight crease. Even pushing her legs far apart only parted them enough to give a hint of her pink flesh. With a hungry moan, I leaned down and devoured my daughter's hot, virgin cunny.“Daddy!” she. Her face was beet red."You guys were only supposed to kiss, or... or something. Not... that," Melissa said, one hand over her mouth. She looked shocked.Anna watched us both with stunned disbelief."What do you mean, supposed?" I asked, standing up. "You did this? You set us up?" It was supposed to be funny," she said in a panicked voice. "I didn't expect you to go straight for, uh, you know..."She looked to Anna and back to me. "How the hell did you guys not notice anyway?"She had a point. I. I tried to put a good face on it all, even though I was cringing inside. Sally seemed to see nothing unusual at all, and I was so much under her spell that I didn't have the heart to disappoint her. After all, I consoled myself, no-one who saw us making love would question my manhood. Few men ever got to bed such a magnificent woman, and it was me who drove her crazy, not some macho hunk! Sally handed me a small, wicker bag containing suntan lotion, sunglasses, and a couple of paperback novels. I moved and stood before him, my stance wide, letting my tight pencil skirt ride up my stocking clad thighs. I leaned over, knowing he could see hits of my lacy, black bra. My tits shifted, swaying as I licked my lips.“Did you need some...tutoring help?” I purred. “Do you need your naughty teacher-slave to mentor you?”“Our fun yesterday was interrupted.”“That darned nurse,” I sighed. “She could use a vibrator shoved up her pussy. That would loosen her up.”Clint laughed. “I bet it would.”My.