He proceeded to slide it upward repeatedly with soft, wet strokes, each one brushing Julia's clitoris and sending electric shivers down her spine. Dav...id wiggled his tongue while repeating the action, taking Julia's fleshly elation to wicked heights. She felt an orgasm building inside her. David sensed it too and continued licking her pulsating nub with heightened zeal.It took only a few moments for Julia to pass the threshold to ecstasy; a magnificent flood of synesthetic sensations coursed. They wanted my daughter. I would give her to them. She would win. Everyone would know that my daughter was the best. The most beautiful. Most dazzling. I shuddered, my clit throbbing as Mr. Kennedy's bold tongue flicked over it. My own orgasm built and built with his every stroke.“Yes, yes,” I groaned. I stared down at the hunky Black man feasting on me. “Oh, I'm gonna cum in your mouth.”“Good,” he growled. “But not as hard as you'll cum on my cock.”“Anything so my daughter wins!” I moaned.He. Popping the snaps holding her skirt together, she was instantly naked. She reached forward and wrapped both hands on my cock.I didn’t need any hints. Moving even closer, I took her in my arms and kissed her hard on the lips. Her tongue met mine, as we explored each other’s mouths. Her hands stayed between us, on my dick and on her pussy. Reaching down, I took the shaft in my hand and began rubbing the head the length of her slit and over her clit. The effect was electrifying. Moaning and. “Okay, I’m going to tell you and then I’ll tell Mom, because I know you won’t yell at me and Mom is going to need your support when I get done.”“Shoot, baby girl. I can take it.”“I met a man...”“Well that’s good. We were beginning to think you might be gay.”“Daddy!” she gasped, horrified.“So tell me about him,” said her father.“He’s very special,” she said.“They always are,” said her father wryly.“My class wrote him a letter - he was stationed in Iraq at the time - and he wrote back to them ....