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Kelsey took the cigarette from her mouth, the smoke gliding like gaseous molasses from her lips. She moved closer, and closer. I tasted the smoke. I tasted her breath. I tasted her tongue. It slid into my mouth like a curious serpent, testing the confines before finding the bed of my tongue, and slithering atop it. Her lips came after, pliant and soft, wrapping my mouth in her seal. Before I even had time to react, I felt Josie. Wet heat surrounded my cock, the suction of her mouth wrapping me, descending effortlessly down my length, the tongue curling around my underside to taste every inch. My tip broke through the resistance of her throat, and she gagged softly, taking me into the tightest part of her, gracefully accepting me down her neck. Her lips pillowed around my base, and she moaned in satisfaction, swallowing to reward me for allowing myself to be raped. Kelsey’s lips curved against mine, and she pulled away to reveal the picture between my legs. My baby girl was sucking my cock. Josie stared up at me with those big blue eyes, her muzzle stretched from her face, her cheeks gaunt with her suction, their extravagant hollows only deepening as she began to ascend. She revealed the grotesque meat she had between her pristine lips, my meat, her father’s cock marring her stunning portrait like it was desecrating a work of art. It was disturbing beyond my darkest dreams, disgusting beyond my most heinous thoughts, and the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. “Look at that.” Kelsey gasped, watching Josie suck her way to my head, then plunge once again, encasing me in her soft oral embrace, violating herself with my manhood as she watched me, thanking me with her eyes. “Do you like sucking Daddy’s fat cock?” Kelsey asked her sister. Josie nodded. Kelsey turned to me, drawing her fingers along my jaw, the cigarette burning between her knuckles. “Does Daddy want me to suck asian his fat cock?” She queried, tilting her head curiously. “Fuck you.” I growled, my voice full of breath. I felt like I was going to vomit. I felt like I was going to come. “You want to fuck me? ” She giggled, then put her finger against my lips before I could respond. “I know you meant it both ways, even if you didn’t intend to.” She brought her lips back into the shell of my ear, and whispered, “You don’t have to fight this. You can just give in to it. There’s no shame. It’s just us, Daddy. You’re safe with us.” Oh, her voice was a cool oasis in my fevered mind, an angel’s whisper to cut through my nightmare and guide me to skinny paradise. It echoed in the annals of my subconscious, melding with the synapses that fed me the sensation in my loins, the tight wet pull of my daughter’s lips sensually milking my shaft, her fingers tracing a path along my inner-thighs, converging, Brunette gently cradling my balls, rolling them in her soft cool palm. “We’ve already crossed the forbidden line.” Kelsey’s whisper seemed to come from inside my head, “There’s no going back now.” Her other hand snuck beneath my hat to play through my hair, so gentle as she caressed the roots, tickling my scalp. “We’re your little girls, but we can also be your little sluts.” She took the Stetson off my head, and put it on her own, smiling at me as the cherry of her square lick illuminated her face in a hellish glow, her eyes purple, the devil’s gleam in them. “The reason it’s so good, is because it’s so bad.” She winked, “And I thought you were a bad, bad man.” It hit Hardcore me like a thunderbolt. Energy coursing through my limbs, electrifying me with a beautiful rage. My hands were wrapped around Kelsey’s throat a Fucking second later, the shock widening her blue eyes, casting away their imperious demonic tint. Then I had the back of her head driven into the couch, her body splayed out over it, her hands clawing desperately for something to grasp. The pillar men were doing well, but their Mistress was failing miserably. She leaned into me until our noses touched while her hand moved to my knee and slowly slid lick along the inside of my leg. How old was she? Amélie gave her a flat look, “Dieu, tell me you can cook?” “Why’s that” he asked. Pull to the Hardcore lamp post and just lay the card against the reader, we did, and the top half of the bridge lifted up and we drove right in, then drove up to the main door and the card reader did both sets of doors, both doors opened up and whoosh stale air hit asian us hard, and smelled like mildew, gross Bethany said. I drained his cock. Down her left leg to her feet Liz worked the other lady expertly. I could see a hint of her slit before I settled her towel down. “Fine, I’ll Brunette answer, I do,” Brian jumped skinny in, and the girls seemed to forget their argument instantly. But now that it was gone her breasts were on full display for them. That's why. "Unhh! Once the head is in, you release your grip and lie back, and I continue to push slowly, as your tight pussy gets used to the size entering it. I read the document as he suggested and when ready Fucking I took his breakfast into him and sat with my usual coffee.