Those sexy words you whispered in my ear. How it feels when you take my cock in your hand. How it feels to hold you in my arms, touch you in that spec...al way and wake up next to you in the morning.”“It’s very special for me too, John. I remember every moment. How it felt to have a man holding me that cares for me. How you make me feel loved, not used.” I swung my legs out of bed and stood up. It was like I was sleepwalking. I opened my bedroom door and walked down the hall. “How it felt to have. Don't you want to taste your daughter's pussy, Daddy?? Don't you want to eat my hole as badly as I want you to??"Mmmm Daddy dove deep, his face into my little girl muff, his tongue into my hole, then lapping all the wetness, drinking my juice. My body shook, the ball of wet heat growing inside me again, deep in my pussy. Not yet exploding but leaking wetness... a slow wet orgasm leaking from my pussy hole on to daddy's hungry tongue. "You're so wet, Baby, and so delicious." Daddy's muffled. . lazy morning sex..” I was blushing like anything. Although I had these moments with Samanta.. Most of the times she would deny and go back to sleep.J: “I understand. Couples should have these moments between them in their leisure time so that they can be the best friend of other.”A: “Is it a part of the therapy?” without looking upJ: “Yes. I am happy to help you so that you put everything behind...”, I moved towards him leaving no space between us. I took his right hand around my waist and. ‘You need blindfold,’ he stated, in a tone which would brook no argument. Meekly, she submitted, as the black man passed a black velvet hood over her head, and tied it loosely at her neck. Each man took one of her arms, holding on firmly, but quite gently, manoeuvring her towards the door and along a corridor. They walked for a few minutes, the sound of their steps on a hard floor echoing from the walls, and from the number of turns and twists, Emma felt that they were trying to disorientate.