But little girls also aren’t supposed to kiss their teachers, masturbate at public pools, or give their mommies cummies.” Brie moaned, on the verge of tears, “I know, Daddy.” That brief list, depraved as it was, wasn’t even everything she had gotten up to in that short weekend. “I’m sorry. I’ve made a real mess of things.” “Shh,” Warrick hushed. He pulled Brie up to sit on his lap, then turned teen her to face him. “Look at me. You’re a special girl. You’re super-orgasmic, and Mommy and Daddy love you just the same. We’ll do whatever we can to support you, help you, and take care of you. Okay?” Brie looked away demurely, but shifted in Warrick’s lap, swinging one leg around him to straddle orgy him, “Okay, Daddy.” With that, she leaned up and kissed him on the chin. As she did so, she hugged him tight, and in the process, pressed her pajama-covered vulva against the lump in her dad’s pants. It sent a shiver through her body, and she felt a squirt of fluid squeeze from between her pussy lips. She felt her dad squirm, too, and she wondered if he was already producing some of her coveted medicine. She was glad that he had liked her mouth on his cock that morning. Not just because it meant she wasn’t in trouble, but because she had felt so primally drawn to it. It was right to taste him, she thought. She strained her neck to kiss her father again, but this time his lips met hers. They began to kiss in earnest, not like father Fucking and daughter, but like adults. It was open-mouthed, Groupsex wet, and lusty. A moan escaped her and, as she continued to make out with her dad, she felt his tongue invade her mouth. She followed his lead and pressed her small tongue back into his. She tasted him and it was wonderful. She felt his hips amateur thrust upwards while they embraced, and the lump in his pants pushed apart her outer labia from outside her pajama shorties. The fabric began to soak up the juices that she was producing, leaving a growing wet spot at her crotch. She pressed her hips down over the bulge and ground herself along its length, shifting her hips to find the right angle for her clit. Once she was there, she cooed weakly. Warrick slipped his hands up his daughter’s back and caressed her. Feeling her motions against him, he knew it wouldn’t take long for him to cum, even dry humping behind the jeans he was wearing. He was still committed to letting her guide the action, however, so he performed whatever mental gymnastics he needed to keep his mind in the game and not pop off in his pants. After a few more excruciating minutes of kissing and grinding, Brie broke away, panting. Her body was sweating and the crotch of her shorties were becoming saturated with her vaginal production. She is gorgeous; every man’s wet dream. I breathed in and Fucking smelled this tangy scent. I quickly closed them and pulled my skirt down. The Groupsex screen was filled with the image orgy of a guy’s butt. Colleen sat on the bed and then laid back breathing teen hard. {For the death you and they have caused, you will receive punishment.} I opened the medicine cabinet, took my mom’s bottle of Xanax, and poured one into my hand. I searched his eyes for any kind of hesitation and seeing nothing there, but lust smiled back up at him with just as amateur much desire and pulled his cock out into view for all of us. As I did I could feel her getting wetter and wetter, until my fingers were coated with her juices. I realized that part of her sex appeal was, she was only in an oversize loose night shirt.