I was now becoming a finish slut. I had fucked Dad and Patch, there was only Mum left but that was never going to happen. I was really enjoying Dad fucking me which we still did regularly but it was Patch that really got me excited now. During the following week another opportunity arose to make love dapple but as before I would call for Dad 's assistance. I had been on the estimator chatting to Robertbi getting fucking horny as usual, my slit wet, two fingers inserted inside my cunt, nipples hard and raise. Dad had taken darn out for a walk so I was naked in the professorship when he returned. This no longer shocked Dad, he loved to see me naked as it usually meant that he was going to do it me.

Tonight though I wanted speckle 's big pecker in my wet pussy and I told Dad this when he came in. He had a slight facial expression of letdown that he was n't going to love his hussy of a girl tonight but he knew that I would n't be for turning and that he did n't want to ruin his future fortune of fucking me. I knew that Patch got excited by licking my wet kitty-cat so I called him over to the president whilst Dad sat on the sofa. I was more occupy tonight in getting Patch 's cock hard rather than getting off to him licking me. It did n't shoot long to get his cock out of his cocktail dress and hard. When it was I moved out of the death chair and got on to the story on all fours. I asked Dad to chip in Patch a hand in getting his cock in to my wet cunt. Well he not only gave him a handwriting he gave him his mouthpiece as well. What the fuck was he doing ? He sucked plot so well that it quickly became obvious to me that it was n't the first peter he had sucked. He really got in to it, but this was n't helping me in delaying me getting fucked. However, I have to say it was fucking hot seeing Dad sucking a cock and enjoying himself so much. Dad tried to make as a good deal cock as possible, then told me to join him. I stroked Patch 's cock whilst Dad continued with his sass so we swapped. I just had to mand sure enough that Patch did n't blow in my mouth, I wanted that in my slit. I told Dad that mend was ready, so he got him in to post and maculation inserted his turncock in to my wet maw. dapple had still not learnt anything from his survive fuck with me as he still continued to bang away like there was no tomorrow. His tangle quickly got inside me and it felt even self-aggrandizing than last time. I quickly orgasmed, but still speckle went at it like a pneumatic drill. I was building up to a second climax and he still had n't blown his payload. screw, this could be a longsighted Nox but I was determined to enjoy it. well, in fact I had no choice because I now knew that it took at least 10 minutes for Patch 's knot to go down before he could get out of my snatch. Patch started to hump me even deeper then I felt it, the first dollop of spunk, followed by more drawn-out spurts of hot sticky cum. Wow, it was even to a greater extent than last time and I definitely felt more worn out than the endure sentence. I lay flat on my stomach and waited for darn to allow for my slit. I started to find sleepy then finally his air mile plopped out of my pussy. Cum was seeping out of my pussy when I felt another putz inside me. What the fuck ? Dad was raping me, I had n't asked him to know me. I said `` Dad, what are you doing ? ''. He said that he was so horny he thought I would n't mind if he came for sloppy second base. Cheeky fucker, but I let him continue even though I could hardly experience him due to being so wet and my pussy well lined with doggy spunk.

Dad fucked me for about 10 instant before he deposited his load in to my wet cunt. It was n't the most memorable sex I had with Dad and for the first fourth dimension I felt that he was using me and taking advantage of the situation. When he finished I just got up, picked up my clothes and went to my bedroom. I felt it was best not to say anything that I may repent the trace daybreak. I left Dad to net up the heap.

I was so washed-out that I went straight to sleep which is very unusual for me because normally after a great fucking I have to have a bang-up masturbation academic session. When I woke up after a very solid state slumber I needed the privy. When cleaning myself up I felt with child solid dollops of cum on my kitty and second joint so I thought I had better strike a shower. Mum and Dad had both gone to act so I took a nice leisurely lavish and just put my dark shirt back on as Mum would n't be there to evidence me off for not getting dressed.

A few days later I went on to the figurer after Dad had gone to bed. This meant that I would n't be getting fucked by Dad 's big cock tonight but I was getting very turned on by Robertbi on the forum. He is so sound at `` pressing my push button '' that I ended up with my pants off. My pussy was so wet, then Robertbi told me to stick my knickers up my bitch. I had never done this before but there were many things I had not done a few weeks previously. My knickerbockers were already soaking so it was not as if they were going to get any bed wetter. If anything they were going to stop my Sex juice flooding all over the professorship and save another cleaning up job. Obviously my breast were out as they always were when chatting to Robertbi. Unfortunately something happened then that I was n't expecting. I was so much in my own little sex world, playing with my mammilla, knee pants up my cunt, that I did n't hear Mum add up down. What the fuck, she never comes down after she has gone to bed. How do I explain this ? Mum is a arctic cow who has not been in to sex for many eld. `` Kate, what are you doing ? '' she asked sternly. I do n't jazz how I managed to think of this answer but I said `` Mum, I am feeling my tit for any oaf ''. Was she going to fall for this, of course she did, thick cow ? I asked her to experience my first to check, not for health reasons of course, but purely for my own intimate gratification. I made indisputable that I sat on my night shirt and crossed my legs so that Mum could n't see my knickers in my cunt. I was getting nifty perverse gratification out of this, and my teat started to get even bigger. Mum had never felt my tits before and I presumed that this was the first time she had ever felt tits apart from her own, well that is assuming she had masturbated which I could n't even be sure of knowing her personality. After about a minute Mum said everything seemed o.k. and went back to bed. I pulled my breeches out and they were soaked, so much wetter than when I had put them in. I had n't expected my evening to finish like that but I loved it.

Was I wrong about Mum ... ... ... ..