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When Susan returned from her sexual wonderland, her father's dick had turned into a sleeping snake. It hung soft between his legs.

She looked into his eyes, a hint of awe tingling her being. She could understand what it was about Cat's comments that had excited her. She had been wondering just how goad her father really was in bed to captivate such a free spirit as Cat.

Now she knew. Don was good – the best she'd ever found. And he was her very own father!

The girl couldn't possibly imagine what it was that had come between him and her mother. Any man who could screw like this was a sterling commodity in a world of mediocre, wham-bam thank-you-ma'am lovers. She'd come across a fair number of them herself.

True, most of them were high school kids who probably didn't know any better. But they'd grow up into studs who carried over the same philosophy of fucking.

They would never get anything out of balling except their own pleasure.

That was okay as far as it went. Susan suspected that Don got a hundred times as much pleasure out of screwing her because he knew she'd been satisfied. In a dim way, she realized just how much in control he had been.

She'd done her damnedest to bring him off, to get his rocks off, and had failed. He was completely dominant. He was the one deciding the pace of their lovemaking and it was he who finally decided when they should both have their climaxes.

And what an orgasm!

Susan couldn't remember a more powerful one. It had jolted her to the very foundations of her being.

Don was one hell of a fine lay.

"Daddy, was it… was it special for you, too?"

"For me too? Sure it was, babe. I had a few hang-ups about it. I thought at first you wore kidding about taking your old man to bed. The incest thing bugged me. Hell, it still does. I'm sorry if that hurt my performance any."

Hurt his performance? She couldn't believe her ears. What he was saying was that his lovemaking this time around had been second rate!

She looked at his body, saw the muscles rippling and knew he knew himself in top shape. He had to if he kept up a frantic fucking pace like that with Cat.

She wished it could have gone on but now she had a lever to use on him.

Don wouldn't be able to say a word about Joe. Not ever again. Not when he'd sampled the very honey pot he was trying to keep the other man away from.

Susan started to say something when they were interrupted.

Cat and Joe came into the room.

"What is this?" flared Don. He didn't even try to pull the sheets up around his body. There was nothing he should be ashamed of. It was apparent all the people downstairs knew what was going on in the room. A couple more verifying it firsthand wasn't going to matter.

But it went against his principles having anyone walk in on him when he was with a chick – any chick. And, he ruefully admitted, especially his own daughter.

"Don't get so uptight, Don. You always snap and snarl so bad but I know you've got a heart of gold. "

"I had my heart taken out and a cash register put in a long time ago.

Now, what the fuck is going on with you, Cat?"

"Well, Joe and I were in the neighborhood, see, and we just decided to drop in and join in the fun."

"Don't give me a load of bullshit like that."

"No bullshit. Straight stuff. I figure now that your little girl's got the goods on you, maybe you'll be a little easier to live with. I mean you can't possibly bitch about her screwing around with Joe, can you?"

"No," he admitted.

"Good. And I don't think it's a good thing for you to keep on with your somewhat, uh, shall we call it incestuous relationship with her?"

"Keep talking."

Don's eyes were on the slim woman. She was beginning to shed her clothing. Her tits bobbed into view, then she bent over to step out of her skirt. Her well-fleshed ass stirred his prick to new life. Then he realized what she was doing. Cat was making certain he wouldn't cut her out entirely. She would let him have a little fling with his own daughter. That was cool. But she wanted to be certain she was number one with him in bed.

She quickly stripped off her panties and tossed them aside. She knew she had his undivided attention. His eyes were flitting all over her body.

First her naked tits, then her snatch, then her long tapering legs.

Cat had him dead to rights.

Don pulled his attention away from the woman for a moment and glared at Joe. "So what the hell are you wanting here?"

"What do you think? Sue."

Don looked over at his daughter and saw the lust shining brightly in her eyes. He couldn't deny her anything.

He shrugged. "To hell with it. Get naked and let's have a party. There's a bottle around somewhere."

"So who needs a bottle?" asked Susan.

"Not me – as long as I have you," said Joe, beginning to undress.

"Christ, don't get all mushy on me," snarled Don.

"Don, darling, just shut your lousy mouth. Even better, try sucking on one of these lovely boobies." Cat thrust one of her knockers toward his face in wanton invitation. "That's more like it!"

She smiled at Susan as Don began working on her tit. Her hands stroked and worked up and down his back and soon they were on the bed locked in an embrace.

Joe dumped the last of his clothes and motioned to Susan. He sat down in a straight-backed wooden chair, his erection jutting straight up from his lap.

"So come sit on it,' he said.

She quickly came over and straddled the chair, opening her cunt wide, then she hesitated. The girl looked back over her shoulder at the couple wrestling passionately on the bed. Her father and Cat were oblivious to the world. It was apparent they weren't going to be interrupted by anything else going on in the room.

"Okay," Sue said, lowering her hips over Joe's cock.

She shuddered as the large end of his dong touched her turgid pussy lips. The way he filled her up wasn't forgotten. She knew how big that prong was – nine inches, easy. But she wasn't going to take all of it in at once. She was going to go slow and easy.

Her hips wiggled as she settled down. The feel of the man's hands on her tits quickened her pulse. The blood began pounding in her ears like the tide against a pier. Her entire body was trembling with anticipation as she felt his callused fingers griping hard on her boobs.

He was so good at turning her on, she could hardly believe it. Each light touch sent electricity volting into her body. When he took one of her nipples between thumb and forefinger, her entire chest seemed to glow with an inner fire. He pulled her forward so that he could stuff the other hard mushroom into his mouth. She lowered her hips a little more.

The glans of his prick pushed through her cuntlips. She twisted around a bit to get the full stimulation from the entry into her cunt. The nerve endings just inside her twat were ultra sensitive. They had been primed for action by her very own father.

Her entire body had been well fucked. She was trembling from that incestuous lovemaking. And she was ready for more – from anybody.

As the cock pushed even deeper into her twat, she felt tiny stabs of delight surging into her body. Wiggling her ass drove the sensations all the way up to her belly. The friction of his penetration was still slight, but enough to give her an idea of what was to come.

It was going to be good. Very good.

She lowered herself another inch. Then another and another. Finally sitting on the man's legs, she had taken his entire cock all the way up her quim. The rod was pulsating and throbbing inside her. She could feel his heartbeat setting the cock to vibrating against her well-oiled walls.

With the man's head bent over onto her tit, he found himself in an uncomfortable position. He quickly moved his mouth up the smooth, snowy slope of tit to the hollow of the girl's throat. His kisses moved upward again until he found her willing mouth.