I couldn't believe it. Just imagining my daddy on me—in me—sent me over the edge. I bucked on the bed as this wonderful delight shot through me. I...groaned and whimpered, the juices bathing my hand.My juices gushed out of my convulsing twat. I shuddered. The pleasure rippled through my body. My eyes squeezed shut. The delight rushed through my flesh. My breasts jiggled in my top. My head tossed back and forth. The bed creaked. My toes curled. I whimpered.Mom groaned.We were cumming together.She. I was relieved and knew I’m in for a treat .Then as I was touching her thighs she asked ‘tum yahi chahte the na(you wanted this only)’ to which I said ‘haan sab kuch (I want everything)’. She again asked ‘tumhe darr nahin laga (weren’t you scared)’ to which I said ‘haan laga toh but jub tumhari thighs touch hui toh main sab bhool gaya( Yes i was but when our thighs touched i forgot everything)’ to which she laughed. I decided to sit with folded hands and explore her boobs. As I touched her boob. Cabin 7 would spend the morning packing enough food for the overnight, their bedding and a couple of 4-person dome tents into three canoes and leave after lunch. Since they were seven, Lisa would carry Susan while Ginger would be bowman, Samantha would take Heather as bowman and carry the tents and the bedding while Linda would take Karen, the spare clothing and the foodstuffs. Karen would have wanted to be stern-man but Lisa nixed that idea as Linda was better at the 'J'-stroke, which was. Mistress Maria’s tits were even bigger than mine and they sprang from their tight confines when released. I was beckoned to lie on the cushions. “This is simple, I am going to fuck your face, smoother you with my wet cunt. You are going to eat my cunt like there is no tomorrow” said Mistress Maria. I had licked pussies before, but not like this. Mistress Maria faced my feet, her ample thighs either side of my head as I laid on the cushions. I caught a glimpse of Master Lionel placing his feet.