He’d done it, he’d asked the right question, or at least the first question in the required series. Cheryl took his hand and led him back to the l...ving room. She sat back down on the sofa where they had been so close less than two hours earlier, and pulled him down gently to join her. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t ready,” she told him, hoping that her eyes would betray that this wasn’t the end of the story. “You seemed pretty ready to me!” he said, a smile playing across the lips that had previously. Our lips parted and our tongues massaged each other, as he continued to pound me with no end. We stopped kissing long enough for me to moan from the amazing orgasm he had given me. "That's right baby, cum on daddy's cock!" he yelled, panting so hard. I was breathing so hard after my orgasm, I felt light-headed, but I didn't want to stop."Where do you want your daddy to cum?" he asked. "I'm on the pill, I want you to cum in my pussy." I moaned. Hearing that, my daddy had a giant grin on his face. She was moaning and cumming and greedily wanting more. Like I said, I knew it wasn’t a real thing, but damn it was hot! I drove and we were rather quiet. She was drinking the champagne and happy. I could see her in my rear view mirror. She was smiling and reaching down between her legs to masturbate while we drove. The dark tinted windows in my Suburban kept anyone from seeing her, so she could diddle herself into a frenzy if she wanted. It was about a 30 minute drive to the address Robert had. He patted me absently before releasing me to go over by Brittany and look at Jamie. I used his inattention to find Madoka and bring her to my breasts. My daughter began drinking lustily as I wandered to a recliner and sat down.Madoka only drank for a short time before she hiccupped and pulled away from my breast. I took a moment to burp her. She surprised me by not spitting up. Instead, once she was comfortable, she leaned her head on my breast and closed her eyes. I leaned back in the recliner.
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