“Hey! No spilling; that’s alcohol abuse.” Chris said as he leaned down and licked the shot off my skin. As his hot tongue ran along my sticky sw...aty flesh, I felt goose bumps rise on my skin. All of a sudden, I felt cold and my nipples grew hard. My panties grew moist as Chris began to suck and nibble on my breasts. I quickly pulled away from him, in a combination of shock and guilt. I may have been angry at Kevin, but I was the type of girl who was faithful, at least I was until this night. A. I give an encouraging moan as I lift my head and probably looking quite flushed I say. “Great job Daddy. Why don’t you slip him in and get me off? Again.” I flop back and release my legs as Daddy holds one and pushes his nob in just an inch or two. Now with both hands on my thighs he pushes in. I roll my head back and grunt approval with every thrust. Feeling full of Daddy’s dick I thrust my hips triggering Dad into fucking me. Within seconds I’m lost in the most blissful feelings a woman can. I had her very horny as I was rubbing her clit and making her wet. She began to push her hips into my hand so I could tell she wanted to get fucked. I wanted to take this to the next level and wanted her to ask me out loud to fuck her. She whispered it back to me but I wanted Ron to hear it. Louder, I told her. Fuck me she said. Louder. I want him to hear. Fuck me she said a little louder. Again I told her. I want your cock in me. Just. Fuck. Me. Now. she said forcefully. I slid my cock into. Mom would make the bed wobble and I would shout “Faster, faster” with excitement before she tensed up and her whole body shivered.Very often, when dad arrived back from work and mom was feeding me on the sofa he would push her skirt up her legs and bury his head in between them. Mom’s chest would rise and fall with her breathing and I would have to suck her nipple hard to get my milk.Dad would lift his head then unzip himself, he had a sticky out thing like me but much bigger and pointed it.