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“Fuck me, Daddy,” I moaned before taking Ollie’s manhood back into my mouth. He was already jerking himself, making it quick, and all I could do was keep my tongue swabbing over his crown as Daddy fucked me from behind. His thrusts were shallow at first, but as I loosened a little, as I eased into it, he began to speed up, and that’s when it started feeling really good.

“Oh, yes,” I murmured around Ollie’s wide helmet. This was how I was losing my virginity! With my step-father taking it, and me serving these three other men.

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sp; I didn’t know if I liked that entirely. What I did know was that I did not dislike it at all. Not… one… bit!

“Oh, shit,” Ollie groaned in front of me. I opened my mouth wide and prepared for his climax. It came quickly, and my mouth was filled with his broiling seed. I let it dribble out onto the floor. He got up, and Jack took his place, pointing his penis at me. I took it into my mouth, moaning as Michael began to really drill himself inside me, drive his manhood deep down my canal.

“Daddy,” I whimpered, then sucking on the cock in front of me.

“It’s okay, baby. You’re making Daddy feel so good.”

He picked up the pace, started to fuck me even harder, even faster, and soon all that was coming out of my mouth was a torrent of garbled, joined sounds. Moans merging into cries morphing into screams turning into grunts. I could no longer focus on giving Jack his blow job, and so just held my mouth open while he wanked himself.

“Daddy, touch my clit!” I cried, and his hand wrapped around my hip and he was massaging my nubbin, and I was on my way, climbing, ascending, on the road to oblivion.

“Oh, yes, yes!” I shrieked as he worked my clitoris. Jack grunted in front of me, and soon my mouth was filled with yet another load of steaming semen, and again I simply let it fall out of my mouth, dribble over my chin. I knew I was making a big mess but I didn’t care one single bit.

Then the men all left, and it was just Daddy and me. He rubbed my clit in circles right on my hood. He fucked me hard, pushing his cock right against my front wall. It was all I could do not to just bellow out my pleasure, and I dropped onto my elbows, face against the cum-soaked tablecloth, rocking up and down against the kitchen tiles beneath.

“Oh, yes, Daddy! Yes, yes!”

He fucked a little faster.

“Daddy, yes, yes, yes!” I shrieked.

He fingered my clit a little harder.

“Oh, Daddy!” I shrieked as orgasm took me. I squeezed, gripping onto his manhood as my body convulsed, as I was plunged into pleasure so intense it threatened to send every muscle in my body into a cramping spasm. I felt it in my belly, in my sex, in my thighs and in my toes. I was soaring in the stratosphere. The world melted away. This was the first orgasm I’d had in ages, and it felt so fucking good.

His voice brought me back to reality. “Baby, I’m going to come,” he groaned. His thrusts became shallow, quick, rapid, urgent. His cock twitched, he grunted and groaned, and then he was filling me up with his essence.

And then he collapsed on my back, panting, heaving, sweating. He kissed me in between my shoulder blades, smelled my hair, his cock still hard inside me. He held my hand, and I held it back with my fingers.

“You did good, baby. You did so good.”

“Did you feel good?” I asked him.

“Yeah,” he groaned. “You?”

“Yeah,” I said, smiling. “Yeah, I did.”

“Your mother’s got another thing planned with her girlfriends next month.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he breathed, nodding. “Want to keep that day free?”

“Sure,” I said. “But this time, just you and me. No sharing.”

“Okay, baby,” he said. “Whatever you want.”

“Actually,” I said, changing my mind. “You can pick one of them. I don’t mind.”

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