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Chapter 7

Nude, her body filmed with a fine sheen of sweat, Gabby stood with her feet apart, and her arms outstretched. Bending over, she touched her toes. She was aware of Patty, also naked, sitting on her bed, inspecting the spaces between her toes.

"How come you do that every night?" Patty asked.

"Keeps-puff-me-puff-in shape," Gabby panted.

"What shape? You're almost as skinny as I am.”

"Slender-puff-is the word," Gabby grunted. "Dancers are supposed to be slender.”

"I thought your dancing kept you that way.”

Gabby collapsed on her bed and sprawled out on her back with her legs spread. "Anyway, when I say 'in shape' I don't mean my curves, I mean my physical condition.”

"Oh." Patty was still fingering her toes. Her face was a mask of concentration.

"I wonder what's gotten into ‘Caela the last few days," Gabby mused, staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah. She's been a real bitch," Patty agreed.

"I don't approve of the word," Gabby noted, "but 'bitch' is the only way to put it." She toyed idly with one tit, and felt an itch stirring down deep in her groin. She wondered if maybe she should do something about it later on. "And speaking of bitches. I've been meaning to mention it-you've been pretty nice lately.”

Patty frowned. "I guess that's a compliment, sort of.”

"I don't know what Daddy did that Sunday, but it sure worked.”

Patty got a funny, languid look on her face. "It sure did," she answered in a tone that Gabby would have said was sexy, if Patty hadn't been her own kid sister.

"Well, whatever it was, I wish he'd do it to Micaela," Gabby grumbled. "Ever since Daddy had that dinner with his secretary and her husband, ‘Caela's been a real stinker.”

"Maybe she's jealous?" Patty suggested.

"Oh, pooh, how would you know?" Gabby said derisively. "What is there for her to be jealous of? It was just a dinner, after all.”

"I dunno," Patty muttered. "Micaela was picking through his dirty laundry the next day, before she put it in the washer, and she looked awful disgusted and unhappy. Like she'd found something yucky that upset her.”

Gabby bit her lower lip and wondered if maybe Patty had something. Gabby thought of their father having sex with some other woman. Instead of feeling jealous, she felt the hot itch in her crotch get hotter and more demanding. The thought of Daddy shoving his big cock into some other pussy really turned her on. Besides, why should she get jealous? She had Kerry, after all.

But Micaela-all she had was Chris. And anyway, Micaela was a virgin! Gripes, she probably got all uptight just at the thought of someone having sex. Boy, would it blow her mind if she knew what happened between Daddy and me, Gabby thought worriedly.

The memory of that made the itch flare up even hotter. God, the things they had done in the rec room that day. She could still feel his great phallus stuffing her cunt. Jeez, she was going to have to do something about the itch now. It was like a hot worm was eating away at her insides.

"Let's get some sleep, huh?" Gabby suggested hopefully.

"Yeah, I'm bushed," Patty agreed. "And besides, Miss Bossy is likely to see our light on and come in and give us all sorts of shit.”

"Your language is terrible," Gabby noted as she slipped between the sheets.

"I'm sorry," Patty apologized. Yawning, she switched out the light and slid into bed. "Daddy asked me to keep my side clean, but I keep forgetting. I'll try to do better.”

That, Gabby mused in the silent darkness, was what was amazing. Daddy asked Patty to do something, and she really tried to do it. She wasn't perfect, yet, but there wasn't any more stinking laundry under the bed, and she hadn't short-sheeted a bed in days. Gabby fingered her itchy nipples, made them even itchier. She lay there stiff with tension and waited for Patty to go to sleep. She fought the urge to finger her pussy, too. If she did it, it would make her horniness unbearable, and if she did it too much she might cum, which would spoil it for later with Daddy.

She wasn't quite sure when she had decided that she had to have Daddy again, tonight. Maybe when she thought of Daddy screwing with that sexpot secretary of his.

Thinking about it made Gabby's pussy sizzle with hunger. Burned into her mind was the memory of what his beautiful dork looked like, and felt like. Visualizing that hot tower plunging into a pussy other than her own made her steam. And when she thought of it cramming into her own hole, the steam turned to little flames and licked up through her.

Impatiently, Gabby steadied her breathing to a deep, even rhythm, and hoped Patty would think she was asleep. Gabby listened hard to Patty's breathing, waited for her to start her soft snoring. Gabby fingered her pussy very, very delicately, kept her horniness high as she listened.

From somewhere in the house came the sound of a door closing. Probably Daddy going to bed after the news. Micaela had taken a long bath-and most of the hot water-and bedded down early.

Gabby's chest was starting to hurt from breathing so steadily. And she was listening so hard there was a ringing in her ears. Finally she detected it, the soft sucking sound of Patty's snores, and the gentle slurping noise she made when she sucked her thumb in her sleep. It always reminded Gabby of how young her baby sister was. For a moment, Gabby felt a twinge at what she was going to do. It seemed, somehow, an affront to Patty's youthful innocence. Gabby was sure Patty was innocent. She had stopped being a cock-tease. Obviously, Daddy had finally clued her in on what she had been doing so inadvertently.

Silently, Gabby eased the sheet and blanket down, uncovering her slender nude body. The touch of the night against her bare flesh sent a shiver of lust through her. Just the thought of being naked with Daddy got her all excited.

When there was no change in Patty's breathing, Gabby looked over at her sister's bed. Patty was on her side, facing the wall. Just her tousled blonde hair was visible above the covers. The sucking noise had faded.

Gabby eased her foot out of the bed and onto the floor. With a dancer's smooth grace, she slid to her feet and paused and held her breath. Reassured by the silence, she tiptoed sure-footedly toward the door. Bright moonlight filtered through the drawn curtains.

The latch creaked ever so slightly as she turned the knob. A yellow sliver of light speared in from the night light in the hallway. Opening the door just wide enough to slip through, Gabby slithered out into the hall. Her nipples burned when they brushed the cold, hard edge of the door. Then, rather than risk the latch clacking and waking Patty, Gabby left the door slightly ajar.

As silently as a ghost, her insides churning, she took the two steps to his door. She was glad she had forgotten to take off the gold chain and pendant she always wore around her neck. It made her feel more naked to have one thing on. Her ponytail swayed, brushing her back between her shoulder blades. She paused, cocked her head, listened at her father's door.

Her heart thumping with excitement, she reached out and grasped the doorknob. The spring creaked softly as she turned the latch. She eased the door open very slowly. She had been holding her breath so long her chest ached.

He was asleep, snoring quietly. She eased the door open all the way and went in. Silently, she closed it behind herself.

Her cunt squirmed as she gazed across the room at him. The curtains were open. A flood of light from the moon spilled over the double bed. It was a warm night. He had only the sheet over him. It was pulled up to his waist. His strong chest, with its curling mat of black hair, was bared to the night air from the window.

He didn't move as Gabby crossed the room toward him. Her gut was twisting with love and lust. She stood over him for a moment. The moonlight hit one of her gentle breasts, made it gleam silver. Her nipple was a dark peak. Reaching down, she took the sheet and slowly, and carefully, drew it down. Her chest burned with excitement as she bared his flat gut, then the dark bush at the base of his cock-and then his cock! It was hanging droopily over to one side between his powerful thigh and his testicles. The sight of his unaroused tool was enough to make her pussy seep with hunger.

Deliberately tormenting herself by delaying the satisfaction she so badly needed, she drew the sheet completely down and off the end of the bed. Her father lay stretched out like a pagan sacrifice on an altar. His chest was rising and falling evenly. One hand twitched as if feeling for the stolen sheet, then lay still again.

Very slowly and very carefully, Gabby bent over and reached for his limp pecker. The shaft felt like rubber as she tipped it upright. The end tilted off drunkenly to one side. Lowering her head, she breathed on his cock, then took it into her mouth. She felt its warmth and its softness, tasted the sweat and seepings, felt it begin to swell.

She swirled her tongue gently around the head as It began to expand. It pushed upwards into her mouth, stiffened, forced her lips and jaw wider. She circled the head again and again, let it drive slowly toward the back of her mouth as it grew. Her pussy was ablaze with hunger. She stalled it off by slipping two fingers into the clinging, aroused folds of her cunt.

The snoring grew louder and rougher, more uneven. She kept on sucking her sleeping father's cock. She wanted to get him so turned-on that when he did wake up, he would have to take her, plunge his shaft into her until it felt like he was going to split her open.

The snoring broke off, became a cough that made his phallus jerk in her mouth. Then he groaned, and shifted and squirmed restlessly in the moonlight. She savored the hardness of his dork, pressed it against the roof of her mouth with her tongue. She rubbed its underside, stroked the nerve endings she knew were there. A sudden flood filled her mouth wide with the taste of his arousal, coated her tongue, smothered her in his rich scent.

His hips shifted and rolled in a primitive fucking motion. He muttered something unintelligible as she slid her mouth up and down his throbbing hard-on. He was completely hard now. His cock, a thrusting tower of meat, was eager to plunge its head into her hot depths. She eased her head down until the dripping tip of his dork was poking the back of her mouth. She gagged and retreated, slowly let his prick slide through her lips and out of her mouth.

She held it upright, studying it. It was an ivory tower capped with a dusky knob. It was shining with his pre-cum and her saliva. His eyelids fluttered as he struggled toward consciousness. Gabby felt like curling into herself, she was so excited. Easing astride him, carefully keeping his cock upright with her hand, avoiding bumping him while the bed sank from her weight, she straddled her slowly waking father.

Hunching forward a little, holding his cock up, she lowered her aching, itching, ravenous vagina onto the burning tip. The touch of his dick against her hot slit made his eyes flutter open. For a moment he gazed vacantly at the ceiling. His hands stirred aimlessly on the sheet, then reached for his cock, and found heir fingers and the springy curls of her delicate bush.

His eyes widened in shock, focused on her moon-lit body. She speared herself on his thrusting tower, felt it wedge open her slick folds, plunging into her starving channel. She hunched over his pecker, felt it stuff her insides, and moaned with lust.

"Gabby!" he said in surprise.

"Ssshhhh," Gabby said, her guts burning with lust. "I had to Daddy, I had to.”

"Oh, Gabby," Mike groaned. His eyes went all funny as she ground her cunt against his groin, drove his cock full-length into her hot, slippery hole. Still hunched over, she fingered her clitoris as she let her twat become accustomed to his bulk.

His hands reached for her, and for a moment, he tried to push her off and away. Then his fingers sank into her tender breasts, dug into them until they hurt and throbbed with pleasure.

She rose slowly off his cock, felt it slide out of her. Then she eased down again, feeling it drill up into her searing hot box. His fingers rode with her tits, tormented her dancer's firm mounds, pinched her nipples. His eyes closed, and his head rolled from side to side as she fucked herself on him.

"Do it!”

Patty's sharp order made Gabby freeze with horror, Her father's cock was half in her twat. She felt his tower jump and threaten to fade. She lowered herself on it, instinctively tried to keep possession of his lust.

"Patty," her father groaned.

"Don't stop," Patty grated harshly. "Shit, don't stop.”

"Stop, Gabby," Mike pleaded.

Gabby was too far gone to be able to obey him. "I can't Daddy, honest. I just can't," she moaned, rising and falling, bringing his cock back to full life.

"Don't stop," Patty repeated, moving to where she could see the moon-lit intersection of Gabby's and her father's bodies. Patty was naked. Her hand dug into her nearly hairless pussy as she stared hungrily at the couple on the bed. "Don't stop!”

"Oh, God," Gabby moaned, incredibly turned-on by having an audience. "Do you know what you're seeing, Patty?" Gabby asked breathlessly.

"She knows," Mike growled. "Ahhhh. Christ, what a fucking mess!”

"I shoulda known," Patty said. "I shoulda known I wasn't the only one.”

"You!" Gabby screamed. "You?”

"Not fucking," Patty admitted. "But sucking-and-and other things.”

"No wonder," Gabby moaned, "you've been such an angel lately.”

"I'm horny, Daddy," Patty groaned, unable to tear her eyes off the spot where her father's cock went into her sister.

Gabby was hornier than ever, if that was possible. She couldn't help staring at her naked sister: her dainty budding boobies and pouty hairless pussy lips. Patty had two fingers sunk in her slit, and was sliding them in and out, in and out. The wet sticky noise matched the soft slurping of the cock in Gabby's cunt.

"What the hell can I do," Mike groaned, completely overwhelmed by the incredible situation.

"His mouth," Gabby said suddenly. "He-he could use his mouth." She swung her hips in a circular motion and felt the paddle of his cock flail her cunt walls.

Without a word, without taking her eyes off Gabby's speared pussy, Patty climbed onto the bed, and, facing her sister, straddled her father's head. She positioned her gaping, naked pussy over his face. She thrust her ass back so her crotch came down on his mouth.

With a groan of total surrender, Mike ate Patty's tender, virgin cunt. His tongue stroked her groove.

As Gabby watched, her insides shredded with ecstasy. She bounced on his jutting dork, felt it drill her full depths like a mindless battering ram. She was being boiled alive in the juices of her horniness. As she fucked, she watched her sweet, tender, supposedly innocent little sister get eaten.

"Awww, I'm cumming," she moaned as the flames swirled through her. She leaned forward in a reflex convulsion, and bumped into Patty. She clung to Patty, desperately, burned at the feel of Patty's satin smooth, hot flesh. Patty clutched her, and their mouths met in a kiss that was anything but sisterly. Patty's hand clamped on one of Gabby's tits, making it ache and burn still more.

Gabby’s cunt was spasming madly around her father's cock. She was humping her hips wildly, trying to rub her clit against him. She could see how his tongue was raping Patty's slit, see how he had parted those pale lips so he could get at the inner folds. Gabby clutched one of Patty's little boobs, felt the hard nubbin with her fingers. She pinched and twisted the tiny knob. There was a sucking moan from the mouth locked to hers.

Gabby's cumming flared even higher, and finally, delightfully, exquisitely, she felt the phallus in her cunt jumping and spurting, hosing her insides with semen.

At that point her own climax became too much to bear, and, the prick still in her, she slid off to one side in a quivering heap. Her twat was a solid ache of satisfaction when the spouting petered out, became a limp wiggle in her ravaged cunny.

"Don't stop now," Patty wailed. "Don't stop now."

“I’m done," Mike mumbled into her dripping snatch.

"Please, don't stop!”

"I'm suffocating," Mike said, shoving the two girls away. Gabby flopped onto her back. Patty immediately slid over on top of her. Patty's mouth nibbled Gabby's tummy, sent crazy flutters through her gut. Then suddenly something hot and sinuous was slithering into her flooded twat, licking up the thick pool of cum there, and striking sparks from her clit.

Then a hairless pussy was descending on Gabby's face, and without even thinking about it, she burrowed her mouth into the warm moist flesh. She felt a few fine strands of hair as she probed into the metallic-tasting folds of meat. Gabby clutched Patty's tight, hard ass as her own twat was raped by Patty's tongue. Pulpy flesh mashed against Gabby's cheeks and jaw as she probed the flooding gash of her sister's twat She felt a blistering wave of love for Patty, a wave of love that drove her to probe the tight hole with her tongue tip. She was a little surprised to find that Patty was a virgin, technically at least. The membrane there stretched easily, let Gabby probe far into Patty's dainty cunny, savoring the thick creaming.

Patty's pelvis humped and humped. Patty's lips went along Gabby's crotch like little animals seeking food. Finding the nubbin of Gabby's slit, they fastened on it, and a fireball of pleasure ripped Gabby's brains to shreds. Patty sucked hard on the nerve berry, and Gabby thought it was going to rip out by the roots. Wanting to give her sister equal pleasure, Gabby found Patty's clitoris, a barely detectable bump, and tongued it with a fast, flicking motion. She was rewarded by convulsive knottings of Patty's ass.

A finger touched Gabby's asshole, and Gabby's twat flooded. Patty wormed her finger into Gabby's bung, made it burn as hot as a star. Gabby was cumming as she pried into Patty's crack, finding the crater of Patty's rump hole. A scratching, twisting probe of the pucker, and Gabby's mouth was drowning in Patty's juices.

Gabby curled up in an attempt to cram her head into her sister. At the same time, she tried to get Patty's head inside her own crotch. Patty curled, too, and for a moment they strained against each other* Then they collapsed into a limp, panting puddle of total exhaustion.

Gabby roused first, out of self-preservation. She pushed her sister's smothering weight off, rolled her to the far side of the bed, then grabbed at her desperately when she almost fell off.

"Thanks," Patty whispered weakly.

"Daddy?" Gabby asked, turning at the sound of his snort. He was sitting hunched over on the edge of the bed. Aching with exhaustion, she hauled herself over to him and snuggled against his warm body. "What's the matter, Daddy?”

"I've ruined you all," Mike groaned. "Ruined you all.”

"Oh, Daddy, don't be a party-pooper," Patty snorted.

"What makes you say that?" Gabby asked him.

"All this," he answered, waving vaguely. "My God, you're fifteen and sixteen.”

Gabby bit her lip. "Wouldn't you rather I did it with you than with strangers?" she asked softly.

Mike was quiet for along time, then nodded reluctantly.

"That day you spanked me wasn't the first time I had sucked a cock," Patty informed him, settling down his other side. She reached around and fingered his limp, soggy dick. "Though it was the first time I had been buggered," she added. "I still am a virgin, by the way.”

"Just barely, I'd say," Gabby said, giggling. "Buggered you?”

Patty looked at Gabby with hot, glittering eyes. "Put his cock up my rear.”

"I know what it means," Gabby snapped, insulted. "I've just-never done it”

"You haven't?! Holy shit, you don't know what you've been missing!" Patty exclaimed.

"Mind your language, Patty," Mike told her.

"Sorry," Patty apologized perfunctorily. "Seriously, Gabby, it is really out of sight! You should try it.”

Much to her surprise, Gabby felt horniness stirring to life in her innards. Patty's finger up her butt just a few moments ago had felt fantastic* "I'd like to.”

"Why don't you do it to her, Daddy?" Patty suggested.

"Now wait just one cotton-picking minute," Mike growled. "What the hell do you think this is?”

"I think," said Patty, in her sweetest tone, "that if you don't I'll yell loud enough to wake Micaela. How do you think she'd like finding the three of us together here like this?”

"Patty!" Gabby said, horrified by the idea. "If what is bothering her is what I think is bothering her, it would destroy her.”

"And us," Mike added.

"Aw, I wasn't really going to do it," Patty said. "But why won't you bugger Gabby, Daddy?”

"You don't have any inhibitions at all, do you?" Mike asked her.

"No. Why should I? Now, why won't you do it? Give me one good reason. We've already done everything else tonight”

Mike snorted. "That is one good reason. Men, in case you hadn't noticed, are different from women. Women can go all night if they want to… ”

"Lucky us," Patty chirped.

"Don't interrupt," Mike growled. "But men's stamina is limited. Once or twice, with a long rest in between, is about the best they can do.”

"You did it twice with me," Patty pointed out.

"It took quite a bit of stimulation," Mike answered.

Gabby had her eyes on her father's prick. She was imagining what it would feel like to have it drive into her asshole. She was beginning to shudder with horniness. "Did it twice with me, too," she whispered.

"But, you sucked me back to life, dammit," Mike protested. "I won't do it. I can't do it!”

"Don't you want to do it?" Gabby asked softly.

Mike pinched his lips shut for a moment, then caved in. "Yes, I would like to do it.”

"Good, that's settled," Patty said. "Now all we have to settle is the 'can't' part.”

"Dammit, Patty. I didn't say I would!" Mike raged.

"Oh." Patty scowled at him. "Shoot.”

Gabby began fingering her pussy. She carefully let her father see every bit of her sex, deliberately tried to arouse him as she built her own lust "Please, Daddy?" she asked softly.

"I can't!”

Patty snorted, and lowered her mouth to his cum-crusty prick. Gabby's guts knotted with excitement as she watched her sister suck dick. It responded immediately, swelled and expanded. Gabby's innards twisted tight as the cock grew.

"Get some grease, Gabby," Patty ordered.

"Oh My God," Mike groaned.

Gabby jittered about, tried to find something greasy. She saw a tube of hemorrhoid ointment in the medicine cabinet. If it wouldn't do, she thought, nothing would.

When she got back, she flinched at the size of her father's dong. The thought of it driving into her tight little anus scared the hell out of her. The idea also turned her on like a blowtorch. She thought it might kill her, but her only reaction to that was, what a way to go!

"Gimme," Patty ordered, taking the tube from Gabby's numb fingers. Gabby watched, mesmerized, as Patty's dainty fingers smeared their father's mammoth hard-on with a thick, oily coating. His cock gleamed dully when she was done.

"Bend over," Patty told Gabby, guiding her so she was bent forward with her hands on the bed. Gabby spread her legs, and looked down under herself, along her naked body. The gently down-dragged masses of her breasts looked much more impressive this way. She saw Patty behind her-Patty's naked pussy at least.

Then a cold finger touched her ass crack. Gabby flinched and a wave of juice oozed from her cunt. Patty's dily finger smeared Gabby's crack, touched her asshole. It winked reflexively from the chill.

"Look Daddy, see how tight and pretty it is?" Patty asked. Mike looked. Gabby's lust raged higher as did her gut-knotting terror.

Gabby moaned. A wave of fire broke over her as Patty twisted an oily finger into her winkie. Her head hanging, her ponytail curling across the bed, she groaned as Patty twisted and turned her greasy finger in the shit valve.

"Sweet God," Mike growled.

"Do you want me, Daddy?" Gabby whispered ravenously.

"More than I ever believed possible," he answered. "Forgive me, Gabby, but I've got to. I've just got to.”

Gabby felt like she was going to pee, she was so excited. "Do it Daddy, do it all the way. All The Way.” Her voice trailed off, became an animal groan of anticipation. Patty's finger jerked out of her burning bung.

Patty's pale slender legs were replaced by Mike's strong, hairy columns. Gabby had been upside down so long her head throbbed from all the blood in it. For just a moment, she raised it. Her ponytail curled over her shoulder.

There was a blistering hot touch at her bung, and she jerked like an electric current had slammed through her. The touch became a slowly building pressure against her anus. For a moment, her body resisted. Then, she fought the reflex, tried to shit, and felt the sphincter yield. She felt the very tip of her father's prick enter her. The flames that lashed her nerves almost made her delirious.

"Go, Daddy," she moaned, putting her head down again.

She felt him wedge into her a bit more, felt her crap-per dilate to let him in. He forced her bung wider and wider with the head of his dork, until her hole began to sting, to burn. It was reaching its limit, beginning to stretch painfully.

"It'll never work,” she thought. He was going to tear her wide open with his mammoth shaft. Reason said that if Patty could take it, she could take it. But her lust and instincts and terror knew no reason. She was going to be torn and shredded by the brutal battering ram. The terror made her want it even more.

There was a slithering, stinging, wrenching feeling. Gabby howled with agony, and the stretching feeling eased suddenly.

"The head's in," Patty reported. She was avidly watching the penetration. She circled her bung with one oily finger, tormented herself by not buggering her own butt.

"Okay, Hon?" Mike managed to ask.

"Wonderful," Gabby moaned. "Oh, Daddy, it is so unbelievably good. Get it in all the way.”

She felt his cock slither through her burning bung. She felt it drive everything ahead of it as it bull-dozed its way into her tight tunnel. Reaching down to her crotch, she slipped a finger into her cunt. She was amazed to find it was pinched shut by the bulk up her rear. Reaching back a fraction farther, she felt the oily shaft that was slipping slowly into her bowels. She fondled the heavy balls that were holding the sperm that was going to hose her rectum.

"Halfway," Patty moaned, her voice thick with lust "More, Daddy," Gabby whispered. Her insides were burning up. "More.”

She clutched her cunt, felt his phallus jam deep into her body like a mammoth, rock-hard turd. It felt like the contents of her belly were going to be driven out her mouth.

His hips jammed up against her rear, and his balls nudged the hand that was probing her twat He was in, all the way in. She knew it even though she didn't hear Patty report it.

"Feels like I'm so full I'm going to burst," she moaned. "Oh, Daddy, it is so wonderful! So unbelievably wonderful!”

"I can't last long in there," Mike told her hoarsely.

"Bugger me," Gabby moaned. "Bugger me, Daddy!”

He drew his dick out slowly. Her bung dragged out it. He drove back in, and she felt like she was being driven inside herself.

"Look out, Gabby," Patty ordered, pushing Cabby's hand away from her pussy.

Gabby felt her lust rage higher as Patty squirmed under her and began tonguing her clit Looking down, she saw that Patty was staring up avidly at where her sister's butt was being reamed. Patty was pumping fingers in her own immature pussy as she sucked clit and watched.

"Gonna cum, soon," Mike groaned, moving his cock in and out Gabby felt like she was being torn to shreds. She was cumming, cumming like a faucet all over Patty's face. But she was so overwhelmed by the orgasm that she couldn't talk, couldn't tell her father about it.

"Sssheeeeiiiittttt," Mike snorted. The cock in her bum erupted, scalded her with live steam. She felt the tower up her ass pulsing and pulsing as jizm flooded her cruddy depths in thick, gooey spurts. His weight bore down on her, and she slid slowly forward on the bed. His cock, twisted in her tail because of her changed position, wrung itself dry.

Patty was smothered under two bodies. Mike was on top, his cock still in Gabby's butt. Gabby was next and Patty was on the bottom. Patty huddled there as a slow, thick trickle of something dripped down from her father's balls and onto her face.

Gabby was in agony from the cock in her rear. She squirmed and writhed, shat out his shrinking pecker, felt her strained sphincter close. One stinging driblet of jizm escaped her rectum as it sealed.

She roused when he felt someone wiping her ass with a warm wash rag. Weakly, she turned her head. Her father was tenderly cleaning her aching tail. The sight was so touching, a wave of love made her eyes fill. "Oh, Daddy," she sighed, reaching for him. She pulled him down beside her and hugged him.

"You two can snuggle there all night. I'm going to bed," Patty announced practically.

"Don't wake Micaela when you do," Mike cautioned.

"Don't latch the door. I'll be there in a few minutes,” Gabby added.

"Don't do this, don't do that. Sheeeshh!" Patty snorted good-naturedly as she left.

"What are we going to do about Micaela?” Gabby asked. "She's gotten awfully uptight since you went t© your secretary's. You've balled ‘Caela, haven't you?”

"Yes. I took her cherry. She's jealous. She isn't certain I fucked Joan, but she suspects.”

"I don't mind you balling others, because I've got a boyfriend," she mused.

"But Micaela doesn't," Mike pointed out.

"She has Chris-sort of," Gabby countered.

"But she doesn't fuck with him.”

"Should she?”

"I don't know," he admitted. "You all scare the shit out of me, frankly.”

"Will you leave ‘Caela to me?" she asked, easing out of his embrace and standing up.

"You have an idea?" He flopped wearily to his back.

"Uh-huh.”

"Going to tell me what it is?”

"No. It might scare the shit out of you.”

"Oh, great!”

"Good night, Daddy," she said softly from by the door. His only answer was a deep, contented snore.