I moved her panties to the side and revealed the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. I could not help myself so I started to eat her pussy out.... I finally got to taste the juices that I was getting from her panties straight from the source. It tasted like heaven and i could feel my cock starting to regain life again. I continued to slurp up her juices and licked her clit to get her juices flowing more.I just wished that I could fuck her but knew that I could not without a condom. I. Beth was a daughter of a single parent, a daddy's girl and daddy threw the party and invited all his mates without their wives to come to the party especially since she had invited all her friends, including myself, and the men supplied the booze and the d**gs.None of us suspected the deviousness of her fathers ploy, we were initially overjoyed at each others presence and the lack of female supervision, in fact we had all consumed alcohol and were flirting with married men when someone pointed. There was a role and rules for everyone. Disobedience was not an option and even though I nurtured an inherent rebellious streak. My kind hearted and loving parents made it difficult for me not to toe the line. So I said my prayers, read the scriptures and learnt Carnatic music and Bharat Natyam (the regional dance form) without much fuss. It was also a tradition for the boys to play cricket, the very popular Indian ball and bat game. I played tennis and with my father’s encouragement became. All she needed were a few more hard cock-thrusts and she would have her own much-needed climax.But it was not to be. For the instant that Red finished coming, he pulled his wet prick out of Loni's cunt and collapsed on top of her with a satisfied sigh."Now… wasn't that the greatest, honey?" he asked."Yeah, sure, the greatest," Loni lied and long after her husband lay sleeping next to her, the young girl feverishly finger-fucked her pussy, giving herself the orgasm that Red could not.Oh, Daddy,.