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She awoke to the feel of a tongue pressing into her cunt, she ground her hips against the mouth and reaching down she ran her fingers across the head buried between her thighs. She'd expected to feel David's thick hair, but was surprised to find her fingers encountering thinner hair. Opening her eyes she looked down and was surprised and shocked to realise it was her father who was eating her pussy."Daddy?"Paul raised his cum smeared face and smiled at his daughter."Hi honey, you don't mind do you, you just looked so desirable lying there"Cathy looked at her father, seeing his naked body kneeling between her parted thighs, turning her head she regarded her naked mother standing beside David's sleeping body."Mom?" It's OK honey, it's up to you. You don't have to do anything you don't want to"Cathy looked back to her dad who still knelt with his face between her parted legs. Reaching down she held her hand out,"Daddy?"Paul took his daughter's hand and climbed onto the bed. Cathy gazed. Nivagi moaned as I ate her from behind. She spread her legs to give me better access, and I got up to move into a better position, kneeling on the floor by the end of the bed. Nivagi angled her hips to offer her pussy to me to eat, and it was such an erotic sight I was tempted to get my camera again. Instead I buried my nose in her pussy and did my very best to completely polish her clit with my tongue, holding her pelvis and pulling her to me as I devoured her.Nivagi bucked and squirmed while I ate her, and I could feel her building to further orgasms. I pressed my face into her cunt and licked her clit rapidly, rubbing the rest of her pussy with my nose and chin. Nivagi stopped and pulled away long enough to turn over, and then I resumed immediately, lapping up her yummy juices before sliding two of my fingers inside her palm up. Fingering her as I licked her clit, I loved the sound of her crying out as she came loudly.Nivagi reached several peaks, and approached the limit of.
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We would do it in our houses, outside in the fields, in the school toilets but I would always have to wipe myself clean as he wouldn’t touch it. The swimming pool changing rooms was a favourite as we didn’t have to wipe anything up. We would both be naked with erections and we would get up on the wooden bench at the back of the cubicle and standing beside me he would wank me. I told him when I was going to cum and he would spray the cubicle floor. When I was finished and we got ready to go in the pool we would get down off the bench and rub the cum off the floor onto our feet and onto each other’s feet before leaving. One time in my house when I was wanking him I tried to take things yet further. I put my face right beside his penis and was just about to kiss him. He must have sensed this and said, “No I don’t fancy that”. He dressed and left and it was a while before we played the game again and then very quickly we stopped altogether.Suffice to say in those young days I would.

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