Oh my God. I thought. My dad is about to fuck my brains out. I smiled hugely.He spit and rubbed the head of his cock. I was dying of the anticipation....I rubbed my clit. He moved my hand away and started rubbing his cock on my pussy. Making me even more wet. He placed the head at my pussy hole, and waited. He looked at my face, anxious, and waiting. He smiled. "You know I've always had a fantasy about fucking my daughter." I smiled too. As we smiled he plunged his cock in my pussy. Balls deep.. He asked if I would 'stand guard' so he could finish himself off. I stood in a spot where I could see both the front door and him in the shower. My own dick was starting to get hard just watching Bill pleasure himself. He worked his cock over and told me how great it felt as he pumped the soapy shaft. In no time he was ready cum and after a few more strokes he started spurting his cum down the shower drain. Later that evening, alone in my room, I jerked off hard, surprisingly turned-on by what. It looked crusty this morning, coated with the dried concoction my both mine and my sister's sexual secretions.Gosh, I thought, wiping my brow and sitting up. I wondered how Ellen was feeling, after what we did last night together, and why she wasn't here, in the bed, to greet me?Then I suddenly realized what this was probably all about and a sense of fear and dread came over me.I had taken advantage of the situation last night, I told myself. Ellen had gotten drunk and I had used that to my. Leaving Maldon mid-morning she arrived at Trudy's at mid-day. She was welcomed into the house and surprised by a warm hug."Good to see you, Chrissie! Come in and come to the kitchen. Salad okay?" Oh ... fine, thanks..." We've been following your career, you know," Trudy waved at a chair in the kitchen and Chrissie sat. "In fact I heard you play a year or so ago. Travelled to Cambridge for it ... well worth the effort." Trudy sat, too. "Fruit juice okay? I'll make tea or coffee if you like?".
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