Every time he'd push his finger in I'd rise up a little, and as he pulled it back I'd sink back, taking him all the way in again.I pressed my tits aga...inst his thighs, arching my back so I could just roll my hips up and down while her played with my ass.I was really enjoying the control, being able to just take my time to feel him inside me, occasionally bearing down and giving his shaft a good tight squeeze with my pussy.I had my eyes closed and was mewing like a cat when Uncle Phil suddenly. She felt the tip of Sam’s cock harden just as her own orgasm exploded within her, followed by Sam’s own spending hitting the back of her throat and coating it.“Oh, Sam! That was wonderful!” she sighed, scrambling round to hold him close to herself.“It wasn’t wrong?”“No, Sam. It was perfect.”“So was what you did with me,” he replied with a blush.“It gets better too.”“It does?”“Oh yes.”“How?”“Let me get you ready again ... oh, you are!” she giggled.“I ... I can’t help it.”“Shhhh, that’s alright,. The heels of my thigh high boots echoed as I confidently strode along the varnished wooden floor. They matched the rest of my outfit: black, shiny, and tight. Twenty minutes it had taken me to squeeze into my rubber leotard and matching gloves, all for his benefit. That meant I couldn't just change into casual clothes whenever I walked out of the room. I had to concentrate on my work while dressed up like that. It was distracting, to say the least. Sometimes I wonder if he realises just how. But, she thought to herself, I’m gonna get a hundred bucks every time they want to fuck me. Cassy didn’t really need the money, or even especially wanted the money since she was happy to get fucked by Mommy or Daddy whenever they wanted, it was so fun. But… she just wanted to see what she could get out of it. Maybe I went a little bit too far…but I know we all had a good time. Daddy sat on the quilt chest beside the bed. He looked at Cassy’s naked body and smiled. She knew, she absolutely.