I can see the spittle fly from his mouth, flashing through the dust glinting in the sharp edged bars of sunshine like shooting stars through the night...sky. I can see veins, sinews, muscles, thorax twitching, throbbing, straining against the skin of his throat. His adam’s apple is dancing. He is standing over her, then half turning away, vacillating, before flicking back to shout some further grievance, some additional threat, some new perceived fault. The child sits frozen, paralysed. She has. She moaned and groaned as I slid my tongue between her tight lips. Her juices flowed lubricating her tight hole and her clit. I had to do more so I concentrated on her swollen clit licking and sucking the hard knob. She was enjoying every moment of it and begged me for more. Her orgasm was building and her hips pushed into my face to get more of my tongue in her pussy. At the moment she was yelling that she was cumming, I plunged two of my fingers into her tight wet hole. She was tight and it. I thought to myself “To hell with a boy, why not see a grown man nude!”Because my dad and I lived by ourselves, there weren’t any rules governing dress code. This would make it easy for an ice breaker to be arranged as step one, which was to allow Catie to see my dad naked in an uncompromising position. My dad, as always, was quite interested in being a part of any setup that involved sex, as he had been in previous situations. After drinking a considerable amount of vodka, he would pretend to. I pulled my panties to one side and inserting a finger into my cunt started to finger fuck myself. Claire looking over her shoulder saw what I was doing and smiled. Turning her head away from me again she reached between her legs and started to frig her own pussy spreading her pussy lip wide. Then she bought both hands behind her arse and spread her bottom cheeks wide. Her arsehole was fully exposed to me."Suck me.", she whispered.I fell to my knees and crawled over to her. Still on my knees I.