The plan centered on the password to her father’s laptop. The first thing she did that morning was to log onto her father’s computer and check hi...s files. YES!! In the bookmark files were his fantasies about her. Well, maybe not her directly, but about fathers and daughters. Encouraged, Nika set her plan in motion. “Nika,” asked her father, “can I use your laptop? I can’t get mine to open, it won’t accept my password.”“What’s wrong with it?”“I don’t know, it won’t open, I’ll have to take it. Then she reached around and undid her bandana halterand wiped her wet face giving him a close up of herbare tits. His eyes got big and he tried to cover hisyoung over charged cock as he came in big squirts inhis bikini.He was terribly embarrassed as cum dripped from hisswim suit. Sally took another long drag and passed itto Jimmy. She said not to worry; she was flattered thathe liked her small tits. I told him that we enjoyednudity as I slipped off my shorts and my stiff pricksprang out. I told. “Shit, that's good.”“Mmm, yes, yes, swear during sex!” I panted. “Mommy made you into a man. You're going to fire all that cum into Mommy's pussy.”“Yes!” he groaned as I rose back up him.I slammed down my son's cock. My pussy drank in the friction. I bottomed out on him, grinding my clit into his crotch. The pleasure burst through me. I groaned at the wild surge of heat. It felt incredible radiating out of me. My hips stirred around my son. Then I slid up him again. He groaned as I climbed up. She sat up on her knees, gasping for air, as John dropped to her height. He gripped her jaw in his hand and April’s body tingled to feel his hot breath across her face. His other hand teased over her nipples with his fingertips. He pinched her firmly between two fingers and April gasped, wincing and moaning with the satisfaction of the sting. “You are my little pet,” he told her. “I’m your little pet,” April whispered past John’s firm grip. John twisted her nipple between his thumb and finger..