" Georgia was the New Year's Baby story in her hometown -- Columbus, Ohio -- the year she was born. First child born locally in the New Year. I was th... reporter who did the story about her for the Columbus Record." I remember you!" You do?" Yes! I'm Georgia's mother! Your photographer took my picture with Georgia in my arms, late that night not long after she was born." Oh! So you're Mrs. Hamilton. I'm sorry, I didn't know."I remembered Mrs. Hamilton a little more vividly than I probably. I could almost hear her moan her delight, her sweet voice gasping, “Yes, Daddy,” as I tongued her. My wife's fingers were a blur on our daughter's clit, rubbing Tiffany hard, driving her to her sweet release.Tiffany gasped loud. Her hips bucked. Her pussy spasmed on my tongue.We made our daughter cum.It was such a beautiful sight, her tight pussy convulsing. Her juices flooded my mouth. My wife shuddered, her face constricting. She gasped, sharing pleasure with our daughter, cumming on. "Bollocks" he shouts "Bloody typical"Grabbing his phone with a vice-like strangle hold, wishing it were the persons neck on the other end of the line, he paws blindly for the answer button."What?" he shouts down the line"Ooh someone's tired," the mystery voice said sarcasticallyDan was in no mood for sarcasm and it was apparent in his voice."Look mystery man or shadow man, whatever you want to be called, you have just ruined the only pleasure I have in this God forsaken place" Oi calm down. I. I reached down, feeling for the bulge that would be chafing against his tight black jeans, my palm cupped the heavy weight, rubbing up and down so I could feel his thickness grow at my touch, his mouth dropping passed my forehead where it had been rested to my lips, as I bit him with wanting he withdrew, demanding I wait, demanding a patience I didn't have. During the taxi drive home I was aching to be entered, I could smell the sex on myself, and so could he. I removed my thong with a gentle.