To 10 p.m., his favorite. It meant that he had his parents' house to himself all morning. He could get out the Stratocaster, hook it up to the amp and...just play for the heck of it. He knew he had improved vastly since high school and he had to admit to himself that he loved to play. This morning he had tried his hands on a few soli by Clapton, way back in time from his years with The Cream. Okay, he would never be confused with The Slowhand, but he had liked some of what came out. After Kylie. Your tongue gently explores and laps against it. I close my eyes and moan as I feel two fingers slide easily inside as your tongue continues to flick against me. "Oh god, oh god," I moan, arching my back. I can feel the familiar tingling radiating from my clit, I'm so close, I can barely think. Your fingers gently fucking me, your mouth slowly lapping me to orgasm.And then you stop.It takes me a moment to realise. Wondering where my orgasm is, I raise my head to see you smiling at me, wickedly.. Her face was so beautiful in the throes of orgasm. When she relaxed again, I began to pump my cock in and out of her at a quicker pace. I was so close to cumming, desperate for it, and though we’d only been at it for five minutes or so, I couldn’t last. I was fucking my own daughter, my little girl, my beautiful angel. She was mine, and always would be, and I was fucking her… I moaned, and Erica squeezed me with all her limbs. ‘Are you gonna cum, Daddy?’ she whispered. ‘Uh! Yeah!’ I grunted.. She wasn’t simply having orgasms, she was hosing off continuously. An IV in her arm was keeping her from dehydrating. The idea of fluid going in her arm and coming out her girlie gun, seemed amusing. But Jenny was too taken up with her continuous orgasm to laugh.Jenny concluded that there was a similar cluster of probes inside her heinie, one attached to each nipple, and others attached to her neck, the insides of her thighs, the soles of her feet, her lips, and inside her mouth going down.