” I moan as I entwine my fingers in his hair tugging just a bit, feeling his tongue circle my clit and between my lips felt so good I lift my feet o...nto the desk and lean back and I feel his hand slide up my tummy and grab one of my breasts and squeeze I moan loud getting closer to my climax. “Fuck! Daddy! Keep doing that! I-I’m cum-cum-cuuumming!…” wave after wave of ecstasy flows over me as I tug my Daddy’s hair. Smiling my Daddy leans over and kisses me with tongue. “Was that good Sweetie?”. Well, it wasn't the palm of my hand I had in mind. Roughly, I pushed her down to her knees with one hand while the other undid my belt. I'd been dripping since she'd walked into the shop and only her tongue would do the trick."I don't, I mean, I've never" I heard her weakly say as I tugged my jeans down along with my boxers, exposing my fleshy cunt, glistening wet and covered in black curls."You'll do fine, girl," I said, pulling her babbling mouth to where it should be. Where it was meant to. I'd leave them with a consoling thought, "Who'd have thought that half-your-size Julia would be so much better than you in bed. With my money I deserve the best, and there's no doubt that Julia and Ava are considerably better than you. How come you never learned how to give guys good sex in all the years you've been active?"The only real problem I had with the Target Game was in making sure the girls who were in the know kept quiet. They were eagerly anticipating the denouement, and they wanted. Typical macho bullshit.I pretended I cared, at least until Mark stormed into the house and slammed the sliding glass door closed.“What’s up his ass?” Trevor asked Mason.“Beats me,” Mason replied. “He’s been weird since yesterday.”Hearing that made my heart rate surge.“You guys wanna have a chicken fight?” Bethany suggested as she moved towards Trevor.“Yeah,” Trevor sang as he squatted low in the water. “Hop on, Bethany!”I got behind Mason and pushed his shoulders down so I could climb on. He.