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"Come here, baby," Bill said softly to his daughter.

Tina grinned and hurried over to join the fun. Bill scooped her up, easily lifting her tiny body, and set her down so she straddled his head, facing her mother. The two women exchanged understanding smiles. Then Tina felt Dad's thick wet tongue creeping up her hot little cunt, and she gave a squeal of pleasure.

"Ooooooo, yes!" she cried. "Yes, Dad, lick meeee!"

Bill thrust his greedy tongue deep into his daughter's tight little twat, reaming and tasting her, making the girl writhe and shriek with excitement. At the same time, Lynn began moving around his impaling erect cock, fucking him lustily. She rammed her juicy cunt up and down the gleaming pole of his dick, moaning her pleasure.

"Oh, Bill," she whined, "it's sooo good!"

You're telling me, thought Bill.

He had two beautiful partners, a sexy little nymph with a hot tasty snatch, a mature voluptuous beauty who was fucking him crazily like the most skilled whore. They were his women, devoted to his pleasure. He couldn't have been happier.

Lynn, too, felt deep satisfaction with the way things had turned out. Now that all their inhibitions were gone, she and Bill would have a terrific sex life, and Tina's kinky variations would only add to everyone's fun. She didn't need her job any more, didn't need those leering strangers. She had everything she could want right here in her own bed.

Tina wailed and screeched her sharp pleasure as Dad's big thick tongue reamed and probed her tiny hot cunt. She didn't feel jealous or left out any more. She realized that she didn't have to make any sacrifices, didn't have to give up Dad to her mother. They could all have fun together.

In no way would this family be split up, never again.

On a sunny afternoon three weeks later, in her new kitchen, Lynn glanced at the clock.

"Dad will be home any minute," she said to Tina. "Is everything ready?"

"Yes, Mom," Tina said eagerly. "Gee, I wish he'd hurry."

Lynn laughed. She could understand her daughter's impatience.

They had moved to another town, where Bill had found a job. They had a nice new house, and Lynn didn't have to work any more. She was glad. She liked being a wife and mother-especially now that she and Bill and Tina had worked out an exciting new way of life.

"Here he comes!" Tina cried, jumping up and down in her excitement.

"All right," Lynn laughed, "calm down. This is supposed to be a surprise, you know."

Tina did her best to contain herself as Bill walked in the door, she said, "Hi, Dad," and went to kiss him.

Bill squeezed her and went to kiss Lynn. Over his shoulder, Tina winked at her mother and darted into the living room.

"You must be tired, dear," said Lynn. "Come and sit down."

She led him to his favorite chair. Tina was already pouring him a cold martini from the pitcher Lynn had prepared. Bill took it gratefully and leaned back in his chair. Lynn was already on her knees before him, removing his shoes, while Tina, bending over him, took off his tie and opened the tight collar of his shirt.

Bill sighed happily. He felt like a king, with two lovely women working over him, seeing to his comfort. He closed his eyes, savored his drink. Then he felt busy fingers unzipping his pants.

"Hey," he laughed, "what's happening?"

Lynn, who was tugging at his fly, looked up and grinned.

"It's a rape," she said.

"That's right, Dad," giggled Tina, unbuttoning his shirt the rest of the way. "You can't escape."

Bill laughed, but inwardly he wondered if he was up to this kinky scene. He'd been working hard all day. He knew how horny and demanding his two women could get.

But he needn't have worried. Lynn and Tina always knew how to get him aroused. They had him naked in no time, pulling him down onto the soft rug, giggling, quickly removing their own clothes. Bill laughed and reached out to fondle soft swinging tits, to caress silky little snatches.

Lynn rolled him onto his back and dipped her head into his crotch. Bill watched with glowing eyes as she lifted his limp prick and stuffed it into her wet warm mouth. She took it all in one delicious gulp, easing the head of his dick down her throat.

Bill moaned. It excited him so much when Lynn went down on him. He remembered the bad old days, when they were too uptight to try such things.

Lynn sucked his cock hungrily, fast and hard, quickly bringing it to full erection. She let his huge stiff gleaming cock pop from her mouth, then moved aside. She grinned at Tina, who gave a delighted squeal and ran to climb astride her father.

Bill trembled violently as his daughter greedily jammed his hard cock-head into her tight little twat and pushed down on him, impaling herself on his long erect prick. He began to fuck her in the short hard jabs she liked best, and the girl wailed her pleasure.

Lynn came to sit beside him, and he reached out to play with her magnificent big jugs, hungrily kneading the soft satiny warm flesh.

Lynn smiled down at him. Her cunt seethed with lusty need, but she didn't feel impatient or jealous of Tina. The three of them would never be parted again, and they had lots of time.

She could wait.

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