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She turned and somehow without dropping Daddy’s cock, positioned herself over the edge of the dining room table with her ass up and sticking high in the air. She handed Daddy’s cock to him, saying, “Do it, Daddy. Do it as hard as you can. Make it like a preview of the steel spit only in the ass. Ram, me Daddy. Now!!” Daddy obeyed her. He pulled his fingers out off her rectum and moved his cock into place. He took a moment to gently fondle her so-red cheeks again, then separated them, took aim with his cock and fucking plowed his little girl. They both screamed, if for different reasons. Once he was in, he stopped for a second and Katie yelled, “No! Don’t stop! Fucking ram me! Make me scream, make me cry again but don’t stop. And don’t come until I tell --“ Her words got lost in her wail as her Daddy did as he was told and pummelled Katie like a piston on speed, all the while holding on to her tits as if they were indestructable handles. It was a wonder to behold, Cheryl thought, watching and wishing and dreaming while a realization of that dream was right in front of her, right here at the family dining room table. More than once Daddy said he was going to have to come, but Katie would have none of it and shrieked for him to keep going. But, eventually, neither of them could last any more and animal noises Cheryl was convinced could be heard across town blared as her father and her sister orgasmed and the ass-fucking stopped. When Daddy pulled out of Katie’s bum, his cock was covered in blood. Katie turned her head to look back at him through her tear-stained face and said, very softly, “Thanks, Daddy. I won’t do anything wrong again. But you might have to remind me so I don’t forget.” Daddy gave a big broad smile to his little cutey-pie and hugged and kissed her gently on her parted lips, their tongues instantly entwined and exploring, daddy’s hands still kneading her lovely tits. Beth had gone to the kitchen and returned with one of her dessert specialties: a chocolate sauce cake. She scooped out a goodly portion on each of three plates and set them before Dave, Cheryl and herself. She handed a spoon to Katie, who immediately outdoor reached down to her worn cunt and pulled out the wine cork she had jammed in there earlier. It turned out to have been a teen successful move. Right away she could feel Daddy’s before-dinner cum start to flow out of her. Hardcore She got the spoon in there immediately and scooped the cum and carried on to enjoy her own special dessert. Mmmm.... On Tuesday, Katie and Cheryl went out shopping again, this time for food for the barbecue dinner. Roast Katie was to be accompanied by braised brussel’s sprouts, almandine green beans (to be prepared by Katie as it was her kitchen specialty), pan-fried potato and sweet potato medley, with a yogurt and scallion sauce, all sided by an endive, grapefruit and pecan salad – and, of course, various cuts of Katie. On this shopping expedition they did not encounter any horny young boys (later admitting they were kind of disappointed) although there were, in the course of the afternoon’s market food-fondling, three different much older men keen on fondling of a different sort. Each in their own way got good feels of meat-Katie’s pussy and tits, one of them, perhaps seventy years old, even giving her a gentle kiss on the lips as he wished her well for her “big day”, while sticking in and pulling out and licking a wet finger from her cunt. The other two guys, perhaps in their late forties, were especially nipple-focussed and certainly got those nipples aroused. Although, not surprisingly, they also took a couple japanese of nice swipes at her anal cunt, both giving a squeeze to her clit, well-advertised as it was by her gleaming-in-the-sun cunt tag. Being of older generations, they only referred to her as “meat” – as in, “So, have a great day, meat!” But, to Katie, they seemed sweet and kind about it, so she thought it amusingly cool. Cheryl said as they drove home: ”It must be amazing to know – to just know - anybody can fuck around with you, with your body. The noise Nina is making suggests she is having one long, continuous orgasm as she japanese wriggles and squirms with Grace’s arms wrapped around her legs. “It’s amazing,” she panted. But even though I was horny as fuck right now, there was still a part of me that was warning me that if I crossed this line, if I did let another boy jack me off, there was no going back. For a second I thought that she had chickened out and wasn’t going to come on but then there she was, so beautiful, my baby walked on stage. “It wasn’t one of Zander’s agents who did it. This Hardcore time I teen lasted seven minutes, I counted because I could see the clock on the nightstand, and Wilma had two orgasms. I understand your reservation and it would certainly be the normal approach in this type of case. He rested his palm on her stomach and pressed his body into hers, spooning her for warmth. I felt his hardness in me, felt him press my clit, died when he pulled out and lived when he anal pushed in. “Miles,” she said quietly, finding it outdoor impossible to make out any words, “what’s going on?” She shrugged and, as was her nature, accepted what she couldn't change as best she could. Right across her face, her left cheek. What’s the big deal?” Go home, heat up some rice and Chunky Soup. 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