The next morning, her focus was still stubbornly centered between her legs as it had been all night, on her “pussy”, her “cunt”. Those words h...d seemed silly until last night, when Daddy’s mouth and fingers had given them new meaning. “Cunt” seemed better suited. “Pussy” was still too ridiculous. Whatever name she used, it was still wet and tingly and impossible to ignore. Daddy came into the kitchen and hesitated before giving her a quick one-armed hug and kiss on the forehead. He didn’t even. " "I, I don't know," she said. "Everything looks different in the hard light of day, dear. Besides, your father took your sister along yesterday and he won't want to, " He rubbed against her, his cock getting hard at the merest touch of her beguiling ass. He wanted to slide his shaft between those pear-shaped cheeks and move up and down, maybe prod her hidden asshole a little before lowering the head and pushing it thrillingly into the. Peter felt himself growing harder and with it his need for release. He had this down to a science with Susan obvious lack of interest these days, so it didn't take long.Peter climbed the stairs and quietly entered the bedroom. God she was beautiful. Looking at her lying sleeping, hair splayed out on the pillow filled him with longing. "Maybe tomorrow night" he hoped as he slid into bed beside her, turned off the light, and fell into a restless sleep.The alarm clock roused him from his unsettled. " she ordered.I did so gratefully, despite my big orgasm earlier, my cock was rigid and stiff from Rachel playing with my balls. The stiffness in a man's penis, the tension heexperiences at the root in his groin is the most fantastic feeling a male can have, especially when a female is the cause of it happening. I quickly feltthe basic urge to offload my sperm."Yes," Rachel encouraged, "yes, go on, spurt now. Quick as you can."I did so and felt my balls jerk and jump in her firm grip as I did.