The image of her shirt pulled tight across her breasts like that kept flashing through my mind and I just shook my head silently reminding myself, "Th...at's your daughter, you nasty old man. Stop that right now."I never was good at taking my own advice........Julie was changing the baby as I walked down the hall to go get dressed. She heard me passing by in the hall and called out, "Hey Dad, when did you want to leave to go pick up my things?" I don't know, maybe half an hour or so?" That'd be. The sun was just beginning to peak in through the basement windows as I walked upstairs to get something to eat. The clock on the wall said it was almost 7am. I had been asleep for almost 11 hours. I found my mother in the kitchen feeding my little sister. "Good morning son," she muttered out, but the greeting wasn't very warm. I knew she hated my guts. My sister was only about 6 months old, and even though babies had never really excited me that much, I had to admit she was cute."Can I ask you. Big and darkly colored, it was. I then switched to the other side and repeated the marking there to. Again I eased back to stand at the end of the massage table, with my cock buried in her young cunt.Looping her ankles over my shoulders I pulled her close to me, pressing my cockhead harder against her cervix. Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I plunged in and out, deep and regularly until she orgasmed with a muffled squeal and a tightening of her cunt around my shaft.I pushed harder against. My cock was throbbing and leaking, needing to to touched and i tried to talk but no sound would come to my increased frustration. The ladies broke their kiss and and Le Petit Gateau spoke into my head once more. “I want you to fuck MissRach with your tongue until she cums! Now?” MissRach shimmied to the edge of the bad and i bent down so I could lap at her pussy. She still had on bright red high heels and a red thong that was pulled to the side from where she had been touching herself. I dove.