My dress moves further and further up and fingers explore my now wet slit. I moan and once again my ass is slapped. Then he steps back. “Strip for m...e, you know how Daddy loves your body.” I stand up and slowly undo the buttons down the front of my dress. I open the dress to reveal my naked body. I wear no underwear under my clothes at home now as that's what Dad's told he likes. I shrug the dress off my shoulders and it drops to the floor. I'm now standing naked in the kitchen, with my back to. After the 3rd time my cum nearly explodes I pulled you off my throbbing cock. It pointed up to the stars, bobbing with my quickened heart beats. I wanted to feel your tight, wet pussy around my cock. Standing up you pulled your black g-string you wore underneath your skirt and slowly lowered your dripping pussy towards my cock. I gasped as your wetness engulfed me and you let out a low moan as I sunk in. Looking around we were still alone as you started pistoning up and down on my cock. . So I went to get some ice and placed that on his penis which did not work. So the next thing was to do what he had been doing, I took some hand lotion and started to stroke his penis. I have to admit that I had not done anything like this in a very long time. And his penis was very very hard. It kind of turned me on. "No, you have to do more, hurry! please! you have to do more." Mike pleaded. I felt an urgency to help and quickly. "Would it help if I took my shirt off?" I asked thinking that it. All thatexisted was the need to satisfy my craving and to make sure that thesefeelings lasted for the longest possible time.I was pathetic and I knew it. Yet I couldn't do anything about it.Vicki delivered her insults and left, leaving me sat there hunting forevery last gob that could be found on my skin.I felt disgusting and degraded yet something that had been hardwiredinto me had taken over and made this quest the most important of mylife. I was like a starving person, motivated by the need.