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... the front seat next to me while she sat in the back "Drive dad, out of town. We have to talk." I drove, rather aimlessly, until the houses came to an end and I slowed "Where do I go now?" I looked in the rear view mirror and my daughter's sparkling eyes met mine. "Tell you what dad, park up in that lane you told me you and mum did you in car courting in." I shrugged my shoulders, figuring it was a good place to sit and talk, and I had better do as I was told. It took me a few minutes to find the lane she was talking of, and I parked just off the road between the trees. Maybe she was bringing me here to humiliate me before telling me she had already rung her mum. I sat, and waited. "Dad, you really fancy Ellie?" Julie leaned forward between the seats, and I turned to look at her and Ellie. Ellie still had that t shirt on, but her bare legs reached up to a short loose denim skirt that I guess covered very little. I shrugged my shoulders "of course she's pretty, anyone would." Julie grabbed her friend's shoulder and said confidentially "told you so stupid" Ellie blushed and Julie tapped my shoulder "There is one way you get out of this dad." "And what is that?" "You make out with Ellie like you wanted to, and she wants to she's a horny bitch, wants a proper man to touch her up and stuff." I looked at Ellie, and she grinned and nodded. I turned to Julie, her face showed she meant what she was saying, I knew my daughter! "And what will you do?" "Stay here to make sure you don't ...

... mistreat her, what else dad." I felt stirrings down there, the idea of my Julie staying and watching was strangely arousing, but there was embarrassment too. I looked at her face again, and her eyes were willing me to agree, and I nodded. I turned to face the 16 year old girl beside me, taking in the swell of her breasts, the soft smooth skin of her bare leg, and touched her cheek. She lifted her face to me, and I dropped my hand onto that leg of hers and gripped her gently. Her eyes darkened, and her lips parted a little. Her hand moved onto my leg, sliding up to the top, and then her hand was on the bulge I knew I had. I kissed her gently on the lips as I lifted my hand to cup her young breast, feeling the swell of it, the nipple through the t shirt and light bra she had on. Her fingers were working at my belt, my zip, getting inside feeling how hard I was. My hand slid up under the shirt, working her breast out of the bra so I could play with the hardening nipple with my fingers. I felt myself spring free and her hand went round my shaft. I gasped. I broke the kiss and she looked at my face, then bent her head over into my lap. Her warm small mouth closed over the head of my cock and I moaned louder than I wanted to. There was a movement, and my daughter suddenly appeared leaning forward next to me, watching her friend take my cock and starts to bob her head up and down on it. "Make him shoot Ellie, go for it girl." She almost panted the words, and in seconds I felt it ...