I dressed and raced to my Mistress's house.Again, I stripped in the foyer and left my folded clothes in a pile. She must have heard the door close or...just expected me to be on time, "I'm in the bedroom, pet! Approach me properly."I nearly ran down the hall, stopped just before her bedroom and dropped to my hands and knees. I crawled into her bedroom, "Over here pet." I crawled to the sound of her voice. She stood beside the bed."Greet me pet."I kissed the tops of her bare feet, "More."I. During the short trip to the camp, Maggie had become more withdrawn, refusing to let anyone but the Old Indian touch her. Once at the camp, George and the Old Indian set up camp. I investigated the cave, finding a small cell in the back that the Indian had used as a sweat bath. I got the idea to cure Maggie with some mumbo- jumbo, the sweat bath, and my necklace.With the Indian's help, I set up the bath and invited Andrea and the Witbiers inside. Using the necklace I relaxed them while fueling. I stroked Dad’s cock as he sucked my tits and drank my milk, and when I was completely drained I lowered the head of the bed and moved up to sit on his face. It was his turn to suck my cunt to orgasm, and I just loved feeling his lips and mouth munching and sucking on my thick, hairy labia. It didn’t take long for me to orgasm, and I filled Dad’s mouth with my juices.That night I told Ed about washing his Dad in the shower and him fucking my face pinned up against the wall until he filled my. " Honest?" Kyra asked."Well we've only known each other for a couple of weeks but feel strongly for each other. That we're both a mass of teenage hormones but so far haven't had a chance to be alone so are still thinking about sex." Constantly," muttered Mark."You're a terrible friend; not letting me be alone with your sister!"Mark only grinned."Okay, so you're still my boyfriend." Think Dad will let him sleep over?" Mark teased.Kyra shuddered. She really had no idea just how her father would.