I felt so overwhelmed at that moment with the love I had for my father. I had a big smile on my face, and in my heart.I dutifully began doing the few ...hores Daddy had requested. I wanted him to be proud of me. I wanted him to know I would do anything for him. I felt like a woman, no longer a little girl. My daddy had fucked me. I was his lover. My whole world felt brand new.I felt incredibly naughty as well. We had gone from masturbating each other to fucking in less than a day. I became wet. ‘I was wondering if we could go out sometime. I want to buy you coffee, lunch, dinner…’ He trailed off, mentally punching himself. ‘You know, as thank you for your help tonight,’ he finished lamely. Elle’s lips curved into a grin and she tilted her head as if she could see through him, which to Ben was what he felt all the time when it came to her. ‘Just let me know when and where. I’ll be there,’ she said before lowering herself into the car. Ben ran a hand through his hair and let out a. “Just let me relax inside you for a moment,” I said. I held Chelsea tight against me with her round butt pressing my bladder, closing my eyes I listened to the slower splashing over us. I envisioned babbling brooks, rain drops on a tin roof along with any other thing I could think of to spur my flow. Then finally it started. Deep in Chelsea’s ass my cock began shooting out interrupted streams of piss, slowly at first and then with growing intensity. All the while I held Chelsea tightly. As. Natasha looked into my eyes, smiled, said that I would like it and also went to the tent. I don't know what came over me, but I went after her. There was enough space in the tent so that I lay down, Natasha became doggystyle and Sergei stand to the back - actually no one on the beach could see what was happening in the tent. Natasha dropped her pussy on my face, I felt the smell of her excitement and began to lick. Sergei looked at this and became masturbate his cock, which was a little longer.