I signed online for the fun of it, kind of bored because no one would be awake at this hour.I was suddenly swept down memory lane. Luke was always the...one person I could count on to be awake when I was. He had never gotten up past twelve thirty, just like me. It was kind of cute when we were going out, because we had the same sleeping patterns. I remembered once the day after a party, very similar to the one of the night before, we had sat online for an hour and a half, swapping stories, and. She asked, “Still hard?” I nodded and she followed up, “For which Marcia Zillich?”Realizing that she wasn’t going to let me off the hook I answered, “For the one holding my hands.”“Sex is a strange thing Toby,” she said. “When you stood up and I could see your bulge I was pissed off at you. But the outline of your hard penis made me feel horny.”I started to respond but she shushed me and said, “There are some things there are no answers for.” Snorting, she shook her head and went on, “And try. Took me a while to finish and just before I shook the last drops, I noticed Celia, standing in the doorway, staring at my cock still dripping.“you guys must have had a wild date, how come I wasn’t invited, would have loved to see how in such a short time you changed from a nervous shy person to a an obvious great lay, overconfident and walking past me in the nude. Few weeks ago in the pool with friends when you saw me you even put a towel in front of you crotch while you were wearing an. Frantically, she pulled her mouth off her daddy's cock and tried to swallow, but she couldn't, and she slid off the toilet and turned around, first spitting his piss into the bowl, then noisily vomiting her half-digested bacon, eggs and pancakes.Her small body heaved as she wretched into the toilet, the smell of daddy's piss overpowering as she vomited some of it up through her nose. Tears streamed from her eyes, and tips of her dark hair dangled into the bowl.Her daddy sighed behind her..