“What…!”“Yes daddy, I just now shaved and washed it for you”.She was giving me shocks one after the other. She clarified, “I knew dad, you... love me so much and wanted to have me since few months though I was not very sure about it. Ever since mom went it got obvious and my doubts were cleared especially this afternoon when you made me sit on your erection. I knew you were watching me when I moved around. I had seen your morning erections and felt how if I could help you. I wanted it too, daddy.. Her right hand left his knee and held the sack to her mouth as she thoroughly kissed each of the sweet nuts exposed through his pants.She then lifted her head right up and put her lips around the head of the penis she loved so. She sucked, licked and tasted the head with a passion about her, her adoring eyes never leaving it. She looked up at him, now leaning back on his palms in his own little heaven, and their eyes met. She let his head fall from her mouth to smile and mouth a kiss to. We both looked up at Mark's cock, wanting to taste his cum. With a few grunts his cock exploded, his hot cum splashed onto my face. As his strokes slowed another man moved forward to take his place. My focus had only been where Mark stood and I gasped as I felt cum hit my tummy causing goose bumps to rise over my skin. I quickly looked around and saw we were completely surrounded by wanking men.I could feel the cum hitting me all over. I looked over at Chelsea and she was quickly being covered. ”I thought we sounded reasonable; pretty rough, but that was only to be expected as it was our first time playing it together, at least for quite a few years for some of us. I was impressed that Fiona picked it up almost immediately, but I guess playing most night with an Irish folk group in her local pub had really honed her skills.“Now we’ll try a traditional Irish reel,” Allison said. “You probably know this one, Fiona, St Anne’s Reel?”“Sure, it was a popular one in the pub. What key?” she.