Now, daddy will say it again. Tell me what a little slut daddy’s girl is.She was sobbing and moaning as his hands went deep into her pussy. Daddy, I...am a little slut, she cried.Why are you a slut, little girl?I am a slut because I let someone fuck me daddy, she sobbed and moaned at the same time. Daddy, please fuck me.He laughed at this as he heard it through her crying. Why should daddy fuck you, slut? He asked as he thrust his two fingers deeper in her time after time.Please daddy, I am your. “Feel how wet you have made me,” I said looking at him, and he ran his finger between my wet folds. I again smiled and then leaned back on the couch. He was still standing with his pants and underwear pulled down to his knees. “Now you lick my pussy, push you tongue in my wet hole and suck on my clit,” I told him. He went down on his knees in front of me and I spread my legs for him. He started licking my pussy, he had no idea about the clit but unknowingly he was caressing it and making me. Now fuck me long and slow while we fantasise about it.”And he did as I fantasised about watching my man with a second woman, perhaps another man also, and what mutual sexual pleasure I might enjoy. And we both had simultaneous mind blowing orgasms.On the Saturday as we shower together I tease Roger by asking him how he would like Maxine to pleasure him. “I want to turn you on while you watch baby, really turn you on.”Maxine is running a little late which increases our sexual anticipation as we. "Yes!" hissed Emily back."Or, i'll tell your beloved about our college days!" Emily said threateningly."You wouldn't!" replied Josie looking a little concerned."Wouldn't I?" asked Emily with a grin.My blonde haired cousin, in her beautiful white dress sat there looking at her best friend for a moment, clearly trying to work out if she would or not, and then with a heavy sigh replied "Fine!"Then Josie stood up, as best as she could in the back of that car, moved to the side window, turned.