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My f****y

... the least and just when I was getting a little annoyed he suddenly grabbed my legs spread them and French-kissed my pussy. His tongue went deep and explored every part of my pussy. I shuddered as his tongue moved from my clit and down lower almost up to my ass hole. I moaned and held onto to his head and pressed it with all my might towards my pussy not wanting him to stop. He lifted my legs up towards my body and moved lower towards my asshole. I have not played with my asshole much and his gentle and probing tongue started to explore a region that was largely unexplored. At first I didn't feel much but after a few strokes the pleasure began to build up. It was a dull sensation compared to my clit being rubbed but nevertheless nice. He pressed his tongue firmly against the opening and I kept pushing it back. He kept pushing and seemed to enjoy losing to my powerful muscles around my ass hole. He didn't give up and the more he tried, the nicer it got and finally his tongue won and I won since it was the loveliest sensation I ever felt short of my pussy being licked as the tongue slipped passed the tough little muscle around my anus. I groaned as his tongue f***ed its way into the narrow opening being the first to reach there. I called out to him to lick my pussy again and he complied this time sensing the urgency. "Can I put a finger in sweetie?" he asked. "Oh god, yes daddy!" His gentle middle finger slid into me as he teased my clit with his tongue and his little finger ...

... slid easily into my ass hole. His expertise was amazing. I was being fucked with his finger and licked by his tongue while being stimulated anally by another finger. It was seventh heaven. His finger was deep in my pussy reaching places I never imagined that existed. Even with dildo's I never fucked that deep. I felt my orgasm build up like it has never built up before. I kept pushing against him wanting more and more and finally I thought I was going to die as the full f***e of the orgasm hit me. I can't explain in words what it was like. It was like being hit by a speeding train and it didn't stop for what seemed like eternity. I opened my eyes wanting to push him away to find that his face was drenched. I was at a loss to how that happened. "What happened to your face?" He smiled and said, "Didn't know that you could squirt baby." I had never squirted before and this was news to me. I got up and kissed his face tasting the colorless liquid on his face and it didn't taste very much different from my pussy juice although the consistency was like urine but it didn't smell like it. I kissed him deeply hugging him hard and feeling his firm muscles. After we pulled away, I noticed that the carpet was wet with my cum. That woke us up from our orgasmic reverie and we tried our best to clean it up. Afterwards, I jumped into the shower and had a lovely wash and went to my computer and started on my homework. My mind was in turmoil. What had I done? I had seduced my father and our ...