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When daddy said that he was going to help me work out, he didn’t say that I was going to be naked. At least I was able to keep my socks and shoes on. “How .. ah… how many.. oh.. more?” I huffed as we continued with my ass lifts. “Until I cum. The same as last time,” he told me as he pushed me up to keep going. “Ah.. but you.. ah.. ah.. take forever..ohh,” I complained. “It wouldn’t be a work out if it was easy,” he told me. I bit my lower lip and continued with my exercises. === I just checked and I didn't see this posted before. If you see it, let me know. 

I don’t remember how it got started, but dad said that we had to learn to do it right so he could fuck us. I do remember the many nights he would sit in the chair in the corner of our room and watch us practice as he slowly pulled on his cock. In the beginning, he would tell us what to do. Tricks to get the job done, but almost too soon he went silent and made us learn what would work on each other. To come up with something new on our own. We would switch out each night so we both had equal time and chances to get it right and get eaten out. If he came before whoever was on the bottom did, we would do the next night again. This was the clit nibbler’s punishment. Her sister got off. Her dad got off, but she wasn’t allowed to because she wasn’t fast enough. She wasn’t good enough. Yet. And so we would do it over and over again until the pussy sucker got their sister off before dad popped his load. That is when the cunt licker got fucked and everyone came. === I could have s...

royalsiblings  Deactivated The annual “Take Your Daughter to Work Day” just got a whole lot more interesting. Might have to make it monthly. a-sos I could add that this happened at lunch time when most of the office was out getting something to eat.  I could also say that she was trying to see who would come first. Me or the Chinese food I had ordered for us.  I could comment that she pulled her skirt back on a second before we heard the knock on the stall door, and Frank telling me the delivery guy just dropped off our food. Of course he didn’t know that Naomi was in there with me, and I had just won the race. And I think it goes without saying that for the rest of the day I couldn’t stop thinking about what she was whispered in my ear the whole time she was on my lap. I was happy once again for the fact that that my wife had a long commute home, but to be honest, we never got further than the parking lot before I had to feel her skin on skin....