I cried my eyes out as daddy had rejected me. Daddy came in asking me what was wrong.I told him no man would ever want me. I was ugly because of my sc...rs. I sat up in bed removing my top. My 40DD’s breasts and my scars showing. I told him no man will ever love me because of these and because I can not have his c***d.“I am ugly even you rejected me,” I said crying.Daddy hugged me tightly sitting beside me on my bed. He told me I wasn’t ugly, that it was all in my head. That I was a lovely. I kiss the tip of his cock and stand up where he whirls me around. He then tells me I was a bad girl earlier. I love it when he gets on to me. It makes me want to be bad at times. He is standing behind me his hard cock pressed against my ass. My skirt has fallen down a little. He turns my head to the side to meet his and kisses me hard. Then turns me back around. I am so excited I feel the effect he has on me with the tingling and continued dampness of my pussy. I love how authoritative M can. The sensations were. WOW! She stripped and did the same to her goddess-like body. Grabbing the remote she turned off the cunt tongue and one booby mouth. She replaced both, the booby with her mouth and the pussy tongue with her fingers. I got to play with her titties this time, sucking a nipple into the back of my throat and worked it with my tongue. It tasted better than Dutch apple pie!I reached her lovely pussy with my hand she was so tight I couldn't getmore than two fingers in her. My. "Chris, come on, this will get you in a party mood."Chris looked up, saw that Sandy was holding a lighted cigarette in her hand. She held the lighted stick of marijuana in offering and Chris accepted it, though reluctantly. Too many times she'd let herself loose control while stoned; it was a vice she had grown wary of."I'm no sure..." Don't be such a prude!" chided Sandy, taking a deep puff herself. "Here, smoke a little. C'mon." She held the hand- rolled cigarette to Chris's lips; first the.