A Company Man

Miranda

It seemed odd, almost surreal, to be running across the compound nude, pussy juice running down my thigh. But my training with the Company helped me keep my mind focused on the task at hand.

Daddy and I arrived at the Communication Shed. It appeared to be empty. But appearances can be deceiving. I did a quick check around the building. There was one of the servant girls near us, but she didn't seem to notice us. I hoped she wouldn't hear us.

I whispered to my father, "All clear, Daddy "Dykes". Go call in the reinforcements."
 
Jeffrey

I quickly sat at the radio and tried to ignore the heady scent of my daughter's wetness while I called up the Agency's emergency post in Bogota. Without going into all the intimate details, I gave the agent on the other end a quick summary of the situation and the coordinates he would need to send in the cavalry.

"Alright," he said, "you and your daughter have about 20 minutes to get out of that compound before all hell breaks loose. Once you're out, let us know where to come pick you up."

"Roger that, over and out," I said before breaking the connection. As an afterthought, I reached down and pulled out some cables to make sure Pablo and Omar didn't have a chance to call for help in case the raid wasn't a complete success. Then I turned toward the door to see my daughter's naked body silhouetted against the dim lights of the compound.

After taking a deep breath and reminding myself that the clock was ticking, I whispered, "Alright, Miranda, we've got about 20 minutes. Have you figured out how we're going to get out of here?"

She glanced for a moment at my cock, which told me that I wasn't the only one trying not to lose focus, and then answered, "We can try the fence beyond the --"

"That fence is guarded," said a soft female voice with a strong Latin accent.

We both whirled to see that apparently we had not gone unnoticed by the servant girl when we had seen on the way to the communications room. Thankfully, however, she was alone and appeared to be unarmed. The only question was whether she was going to turn us in now.

"I can get you out," she said quietly. "You only have to promise me one thing: Take me with you. Take me to America."

Under the circumstances, all we could do was go with our instincts. I looked at Miranda, who nodded, and I turned back to the woman and said, "Done. How do we get out?"

Without a word, she led us quickly through the shadows to what passed for a motor pool.

"In here, and stay close," she said, pointing to an old pickup truck. Miranda and I climbed into the bed of the truck and I pulled Miranda against me as our unnamed helper grabbed a tarp.

She began to cover us with the tarp, but not until her eyes had flickered back and forth across both my daughter's naked body and my own. In the dim light, it was hard to say for certain, but I thought I saw the outline of her nipples pressing stiffly against her thin blouse before she covered us completely.

I held Miranda closely as the truck began to move across the bumpy ground, each jolt causing my cock to rub against her pussy and eliciting a soft sigh from her lips.

The truck paused, and I heard the woman making vague promises of sexual favors to the guard at the gate if he let her go into town for some unnamed "forgotten supplies" without giving her a lot of grief. I wouldn't have needed to know Spanish to hear the leer in his voice as he sent her on her way, and after a couple more minutes on a dirt road, the the truck turned onto a paved highway of some sort and Miranda and I were able to relax, sort of.

"I think she likes you," she teased, grinding her pussy against my once-again stiffened cock.

Pushing back in sync, I replied, "Maybe, but my body wasn't the only one she was looking at," and with that, I pushed my cock back into my daughter's increasingly familiar pussy.
 
Miranda

Bumping along the highway with my father's cock buried in my horny pussy was certainly enjoyable. But I realized we still didn't know where we were going. We were at the mercy of the peasant girl driving the truck. I trusted her. I had no other choice.

I had noticed the way she had looked at my naked body. I wondered if she might be bisexual. I wondered if we'd get an opportunity to find out.

Suddenly the truck hit a bump, driving Daddy's dick deeper in my cunt.

"MMMmmm!!!" I moaned loudly. "Fuck me!! Fill me up, Daddy!"

I was close to orgasm. And I could tell by the way my daddy's dick was throbbing, that he was close, too. I wrapped my arms around him holding him tightly against my body. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pushing him deeply into my needy body.

"Give it to me, Daddy, my stud! Make me cream all over your cock!! Make me cream and scream!!!"

The truck suddenly turned off the highway, throwing us both against the side of the truckbed.
 
Jeffrey

I've heard all the jokes about what the initials CIA could stand for, but I was beginning to think that they might mean "Coitus Interruptus, Again". When the truck's sudden turn threw us around in the bed of the truck, we were uncoupled just as we were about to finish what we started in our jail cell. It was too late to hold back, though, and while I tried to slip my cock back into her pussy, I wound up cumming on her belly instead.

Our mutual groan of disappointment was tempered, though, as we felt the truck come to a complete stop and the door of the truck open. Without waiting to uncover us, our unknown host began talking.

"This is my brother's farm. He was killed a few months ago in a car accident. Pablo doesn't know about this place, though so we should be -- OH!"

At this point, she pulled back the tarp, revealing our naked and cum-slickened bodies. After staring at us for a few moments, she said huskily, "I heard them talking, but I didn't know if it was true."

In the moonlight, there was no longer any question about whether or not her nipples had been pressing against her blouse. She murmured (I'm not sure if it was to us or to herself), "It makes the blood run hot."

Without saying anything else, she led us into the small but neat farmhouse. She showed me to the bathroom, and I tried, to no avail, to persuade her that Miranda should get first shot at the shower. She insisted, however, and after exchanging glances, I shrugged and stepped into the shower.

I showered quickly, and as I turned the water off, I thought I heard pained voices coming from the living room. My first thought was that we had been found by Pablo's men, and I placed my eye to the door of the bathroom. It turns out it wasn't pain I was hearing, but rather pleasure.
 
Miranda

As soon as my father was in the shower, our hostess, Maria, pressed her body against my cum-covered one.

"It is true, you and your father...?" She let the unfinished question hang in the air as she raised her lips to mine.

How could I possibly deny the advances of of a sexy young woman who had risked her life to save ours? Why would I want to resist? I ws still horny. Very horny.

In no time Maria was naked, our hands and tongues exploring each other. Her dark skin was smooth and soft. Her nipples, even darker, were erect, begging to be sucked. So I sucked them, eliciting moans of pleasure and mumbled words of Spanish from the girl.

They say that Spanish is a Loving Tongue. And Maria certainly demonstrated that she had a loving tongue as she lapped up all of Daddy's cum from my body. Then her head lowered and she began to lick the lips of my swollen, horny pussy.

Now it was my turn to moan. I grabbed Maria's head and pulled her face tight against my pussy as I began to hump against the pleasing pressure of her tongue.

Maria turned around and lowered her wet, musky cunt to my tongue. She had a strong, heady taste. Delightful. We were both nearing orgasm when I heard Daddy re-enter the room.
 
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Jeffrey:

Judging from the moans coming out of my daughter's mouth, Maria's talents extended well beyond housework. I drew closer and watched Maria's tongue brushing back and forth across Miranda's clit, her efforts interrupted only by the periodic moaning elicited by my daughter's mouth on the sexy Latina's pussy.

I stroked my cock as I watched these two women cumming together, and then Maria looked up at me, her cheeks glistening with my daughter's juices, and she crooked her finger to motion for me to come closer.

Without moving from on top of Miranda's body, she deftly swallowed my cock in one fluid motion and began sliding her full lips up and down it's amazingly stiff-again length. I let a slight moan out of my own, at which point Maria released my cock from her mouth.

"Fuck her," she growled, "Show me how a father fucks his daughter," and with that, she grasped my cock and guided it into my sweet daughter's pussy once again. My eyes closed as I felt her silky walls welcome me inside again.

Then, as I began to move my hips in a steady thrusting, I felt something on my cock. I looked down to see Maria fervently licking both Miranda's pussy and my cock as we moved passionately in unison.
 
Miranda

I spread my legs wide to accept my Daddy's big dick. I wanted so much to feel him fuck me to a much-needed cum.

As soon as Daddy began thrusting inside my hot, horny pussy I felt Maria's tongue licking us both. My entire body began to shake, spasming with orgasmic release.

"OOOooohhh, FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! FUCK ME, DADDY!! FUCK YOUR LITTLE GIRL'S CUNT! EAT ME, MARIA! LICK UP MY CREAM!! IIII CCCAAAANNNNN'TTTT SSSSSTTTTOOOOOPPPP CCCUUUUMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!"

Never before had I felt such an intense release during orgasm. It felt as if the earth were moving, shaking under me.

Then I realized that the bombs were falling, just a few miles away. The earth was moving, shaking. But I was safe, secure, and getting the sex I so desperately needed.
 
Jeffrey

A man has limits, even a highly trained agent such as myself. The sight of my daughter and Maria in a furious 69, the sensation of my daughter's pussy spasming and rippling as she came on my cock, and then the added dimension of Maria's lips and tongue working on both her pussy and my cock, well, it was more than I could stand, and for the fourth time in 24 hours, my cock began to fire its creamy load.

Whether or not any of my cum leaked out of my daughter's pussy I'll never know, because as soon as my cock began to soften, Maria's mouth worked double-time to clean Miranda's pussy, both inside and out.

It wasn't until I had collapsed back onto the floor that I heard the planes overhead and the bombs dropping. Reluctantly, I asked, "Maria, is there a telephone I can use to arrange for our pick-up?" She gestured toward the next room, and I dragged over to the small table by the phone and dialed the number I had memorized of our agency front, a supposed florist's shop in Bogota.After giving the code words that identified me as an operative, I said, "I've got some ivy to return to the Addison-Wrigley greenhouse. Can you arrange to pick them up and make the shipment?"

"Certainly, sir," said the voice on the other end, giving no indication of the double meaning of our words. "I understand that there are two plants to return rather than just one?"

"Actually," I answered, "There are three. There is a native strand that has proven itself quite hardy, and I believe it would flourish even more in new soil."

I spent a few more minutes arranging time and place, and then returned to the living room, where my daughter and Maria were holding each other in the midst of afterglow as they gently caressed one another. I told them that the three of us would be extracted the following day around noon there at the farmhouse.

"We probably could use some sleep," I said, "unless you two have another plan for passing the time."
 
Miranda

Maria offered to show us to ur rooms. I asked if there was a large bed that we all might share. Maria smiled, her beautiful white teeth gleaming. She led us both to the large master suite.

The bed was huge, certainly large enough for us to get some much needed sleep. And large enough for more sexual play following that sleep.

Before going to sleep I needed a bath. Maria showed me the large master bath. I wondered what sight might await me when I reentered the bedroom.

What I found was my father gently snoring as he held Maria in a tender "spoon"_position. Maria started to move, but I told her to lie still.

I slipped in behind my father, my tits to his back and sandwiched him between to sexy and sexual young women. I hoped he didn't need too much sleep.
 
Jeffrey

I've woken up in a few strange places over the years, so I've trained myself to get a sense of where I am and who I'm supposed to be before I say or do anything else. In none of those places, however, did I wake up to the sensation of two tongues sliding up and down the length of my cock.

I opened my eyes to see my daughter Miranda licking my shaft on the right side and Maria licking on the left. I tried to pretend to stay asleep, but I couldn't hold back a moan when, through my barely open eyelids, I saw their tongues come together at the head of my cock.

Miranda looked up and kept sucking me as Maria moved up next to me on the bed.

"Your daughter is very generous," she said with a smile. "She told me that it wasn't fair for her to have had your staff inside her four times yesterday when I hadn't felt it in MY pussy even once."

I grinned and said, "Well, truth and justice is the American way and if we're going to take you to America, we might as well starting being fair right now," and with that, I kissed her, softly but wetly.

"Mmmm, I like that," she said, "but I think I'll like you fucking me even more."

With that, she straddled my hips and waited for Miranda to give my cock one last lick before guiding into our host's pussy. As she slowly slid down, I felt her squeeze my cock, and I couldn't help but groan. I didn't want to leave my daughter out, though, so I said, "Miranda, honey, mmm, come up here and let your daddy eat you while she rides my cock."
 
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Miranda

That was an offer too good to refuse.

As Maria slid herself down on Daddy's dick I straddled his face. I lowered my wet pussy to hips lips and felt the getly flicking of his tongue. I moved back so he could tongue my turgid clit.

I leaned forward so I could play with Maria's tits as she bounced up and down on Daddy's big cock. She was moaning and babbling in Spanish about how good, how big, how thick, hot hot Daddy's prick was. And I knew from my own experience that it was all those things. My father was a fucking stud!

And his tongue was very talented, too. I began to really ride his face. I was leaking pussy cream, and he was licking it up like a man dying of thirst. If he kept on going he might become drowning man. I was getting more and more excited by the second.

Watching Maria's dark pubed pussy swallow ever inch of Daddy's dick, over and over, had me on the verge of orgasm. I leaned over and kissed Maria, our tongues dueling. Her hands reached my tits and began to pinch my nipples.

I bent my head down and sucked her nipples into my mouth. I could feel her begin to cum on Daddy's cock.
 
Jeffrey

The tremors of Maria's pussy on my cock told me that she was on the verge of cumming, and the extraordinary sound of my daughter sucking Maria's nipples didn't leave me far behind. I wanted to make sure Miranda joined us, though, so I begin licking at her pussy faster and slipping my tongue in as far as it would go.

Her moans told me I was on the right track. My balls began their telltale tingling as Maria cried out that she was cumming. I quickly reached around my daughter's hips. Just as my cock began to flex and fire inside the sexy Latina, I started to strum Miranda's clit with my fingertips while my tongue flew back and forth the length of her sweet pussy.

I was rewarded with a sweet rush of my daughter's juices onto my face, and she joined Maria and I as we came together and collapsed together. Just when I was wondering where we were going to find the energy to get out of bed and be ready for our noontime pick-up, Maria slipped off of my softening cock and moved up to press her cum-filled pussy to my daughter's lips.
 
Miranda

I knew my Daddy's cum was delicious, but it was even moreso when mixed with the hot Latin cream of Maria's pussy. I lapped up the gooey mixture as it dripped from her well-fucked cunt.

At the same time I reached my hands up to play with Mari's hot tits. I found her hand already there. She was a hot, little number. That was for sure.

Since her tits were occupied with her own hands, I used mine to play with her ass. I slid a finger into her rosy asshole and her body began to quake again. Maria grabbed the back of my head and pulled my tongue even deeper into her pussy as she came yet again.

I felt hands at my ass and pussy. It seemed that this girl-on=girl scene had gotten my dear Daddy ready for another round.
 
Jeffrey

I was amazed when my cock began to stiffen again, but the sight of my daughter lapping feverishly at Maria's pussy through one orgasm afte another was enough to arouse a statue. I watched them for a few minutes, reveling in the lustful desire on Miranda's face before moving between her legs.

I gently caressed her thighs, slowly moving my hands higher until I held her soft ass cheeks in my hand. Miranda spread her legs wider as soon as I touched her, and after a few moments, I brought one of my hands away from her ass in order to run my thumb back and forth along the length of her pussy. She only paused a moment in her pussy licking to say, "Mmmm, Daddy, fuck me again," and who was I to turn her down?

I rubbed the head of my cock along the dripping lips of her pussy before pressing my hips forward and sliding deep inside her velvety wetness. After beginning getting a little bit of a rhythm going, I reached out and around Maria to play with her nipples while my daughter ate her pussy. Maria sighed and leaned back to make her beautiful breasts more accessible, and then she turned her head around far enough for us to share a deep and passionate kiss.

It all seemed to fantastic to be true, but here I was, in the middle of a South American jungle with my tongue in a beautiful Latina's mouth while Miranda's tongue was in her pussy. I was fucking my daughter's pussy while Maria was fucking my daughter's face. In my wildest fantasies, I never imagined such an experience.

Maria began to cry out as she started to cum yet again, and from there, it was like a row of dominos.
 
Miranda

Hearing Maria cry out, and tasting her tangy twat cream as she came, set my pusssy off again. I began to spasm around my Daddy's beautiful, big, pussy plowing prick.

I moaned loudly, humming on Maria's clit as I did so. She grabbed my head, pulling me tightly to her cunt. I arched my back, trying to shove Daddy's dick deeper into my pussy.

Daddy took the hint and drove his big, thick cock as deep as it would go. His balls were banging aginst my clit and cunt lips, as he buried his prick in me from behind.

I could feel his prick throbbing. I felt his balls draw up against the lips of my pussy. Then I felt his hot sperm explode deep into my hot twat.

"MMMmmm!!!"
 
Jeffrey

I collapsed forward onto Maria's back as I finished cumming once again in my daughter's pussy. The three of us lay there together for a few minutes, then I said, "I hate to say this, but unless we want to miss our extraction, we probably better get up and ready to go."

We showered, dressed, and packed up the few things of Maria's that she wanted to take with her, and then we sat in the living room sharing stories while we waited for our pick-up team.

Miranda and I told Maria how we wound up working for the CIA. Maria, in return, told us how her brother had wound up owing money to Pablo and she was trying to help pay it off by working at the druglord's compound. When her brother was killed, instead of being free to go, Maria was told that the debt was now up to her to pay in full.

She had been biding her time, watching for a chance to escape, when she heard some of the guards talking about the father and daughter they had caught who were spies. When she saw them having escaped from their cell, she figured that throwing in with them was her best chance.

"So, how long have you two been -- " began Maria, but she was interrupted by the arrival of a van driven by my agency contact. We were quickly bustled out the door to the van and were on our way.

"So were Pablo and Omar....?" I asked.

My contact said simply, "El Gato would've needed a lot more than 9 lives to get out of there."

Once we arrived at the airport, we were whisked through customs and onto the plane. I was seated in the middle, with Miranda on the aisle and Maria next to the window. Our flight took off and after the attendant brought us some blankets, I put my seat back. Underneath the blanket, my daughter's fingers were wrapped around mine.

Her eyes were almost closed when Maria leaned over and said, "Oh, Jeffrey, because of the hour, Miranda and I didn't have time to pack EVERYthing."

As I raised my eyebrows, my seemingly sleeping daughter's hand began to pull my hand on to her leg, then up under her skirt.
 
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Miranda

While I pulled Daddy's hand under my skirt, I noticed that Maria was pulling his other hand up under hers. WE both spread our legs slightly to allow Daddy to explore our naked pussies. I wondered if Daddy appreciated the differences - my pussy so neatly trimmed, Maria's covered in a bush of wiry, black hair. But inside, they both were hot and wet.

I hoped Maria would stay with us after we reached the states. She was the first woman I'd even met with a libido to match my own. And she was such a pleasant young woman. After all she had gone through she kept a positive attitude. It would be fun to have her around if that were possible.

I leaned over and licked Daddy's earlobe, as I wiggled down in my seat. I wanted to feel his fingers explore my pussy deeply. Ever since I first saw him in Pablo's jungle camp, I had been hot and honry for him. Even with all the fucking we had done, I remained hot and horny for him.

Daddy's fingers began that age old motion, in and out of my cunt. I could barely restrain a moan as he finger fucked my pussy. Maria had even less self control. I could hear slight whimper from her as Daddy fingered her hot twat.

Daddy was teasing, his fingers moving so slowly. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure.
 
Jeffrey

I looked around to see if anybody was watching us, but nobody seemed to be paying attention. I shifted slightly in my seat to see if I could reach Miranda's and Maria's pussies a little more easily, and I began to use my fingertips to brush back and forth across their clits.

As I felt them respond, I closed my eyes for a moment while I finger fucked these two sexy women, reveling in the memories of a similar situation when Miranda's mother and I were on our honeymoon flight to Jamaica. Of course, there had only been the two of us instead of three, but I still remembered the excitement of knowing she was cumming under the blanket in front of all the other unsuspecting passengers.

I only closed my eyes for a moment, or at least it seemed like only a moment. But the next thing I knew, my daughter was whispering to me, "Daddy, wake up, we're getting ready to land."

I looked at her, noticed that the blanket was gone and, with an embarrassed grin, asked, "Did I really do what I think I did?"
 
Miranda

"Yes, Daddy dearest, you fell asleep. Falling asleep during sex - isn't that a sign of old age?" I asked with a twinkle in my eyes.

"It's okay, Dad. Maria and I wore you out. You aren't Superman."

Maria and I both smiled knowing we had one on the "old man". I wasn't sure about Maria, but my pussy was still hot and ready for action. I just didn't know when we would have the opportunity.

As expected, we were met as soon as we cleared customs by four men in black suits. It was time for a little car ride to our debriefing.

Langley, Virginia is a beautiful place, espcially in the autumn. I always enjoyed coming back. But I never wanted to stay too long. I was used to the constant travel demanded by the job. I wondered how our recent developments might affect that job.
 
Jeffrey

After reaching CIA headquarters, Maria, Miranda and I were each to a separate office for debriefing. I met with my old boss, which was a good thing. I knew I could tell him everything that had happened and not worry about the events with myself and my daughter coming back to bite me later. After we finished going through the details of the mission, as well as some very pointed questions about Maria and whether I felt she could be trusted, he leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment.

"Can't say I'm particularly thrilled to know that somebody is sending pictures of our agents out on the internet," he said finally. "Heaven only knows how many other agents have been compromised. As for you and Miranda, we may need to find some, um, creative uses for your talents until we root this mole out."

"Well," I replied, "For right now, I wouldn't mind using some of the vacation I've got on the books."

"Not a problem," he said. "I'll talk to the powers that be today and make that a recommendation. Go ahead and wait in the conference room, and I'll have them send Miranda and Maria there when their interviews are done."

I hadn't been alone in the conference room more than about five minutes when Miranda walked in.

"How'd your debriefing go?" I asked.

"About usual," she said, then seeing the look on my face, she asked, "And what are YOU grinning about, Daddy?"

"I was just thinking," I said with a chuckle, "that if I remember the flight correctly, you and Maria did a pretty good job of 'de-briefing' yourselves before we took off."
 
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Miranda

I smiled at my father's feeble attempt at humor. Then I leaned over and whipsered. "And we're still debriefed. Around here, I wonder if anyone would even notice. It could serve to make Maria's de-briefing quite interesting."

I sat in one of the conference chairs, faced Daddy, and began to slowly spread my legs. My skirt rose higher. I knew that Daddy could see my pantyless pussy. I looked up to his face to ensure he was watching. His eyes were staring between my legs.

"See something you like, Daddy dear?" I asked in my most innocent voice.

As Daddy looked up to my face, I smiled and winked.

"As I recall, you fell asleep before taking care of the itch between my legs. Maybe you ought to do something about it now." I challenged, knowing the room was most likely fully equipped with cameras and audio bugs. I didn't care. I wondered if Daddy would be so indiscreet.
 
Jeffrey

I couldn't help but moan. My daughter's pussy had my full attention, and it took every ounce of willpower I had to keep from burying my face between her legs, surveillance devices be damned.

"Hold that thought," I growled before getting up and disengaging the cameras and microphones that I had helped install as a new recruit.

I then knelt in between my daughter's spread legs and whispered, "Now that we have some privacy, let me see what I can do about that itch."

And with that, I pressed my parted lips against her wet pussy, sucking the droplets into my mouth that I could, before extending my tongue and probing for her erect clit with the tip.
 
Miranda

I didn't realize that my Daddy knew the surveilance system so well. I wouldn't have minded being watched. It turned me on. Even while we were in the jungle, the guard watching us fuck just made it that much hotter for me. I had learned something new about myself. I was an exhibitionist, somewhere deep inside my sexual persona. I hoped to be permitted to explore that part of my sexuality more in the future.

I abandoned such thoughts as my father's face pressed between my thighs. His tongue sought and found my wet, hot, horny pussy. As Daddy's tongue flicked my hard, throbbing clit I moaned, "MMMmmm!!! OOoohh, Daddy!! Do me!"

I was willing to let Daddy have his way with me. Any way and every way he wanted. I didn't care that we were in CIA Headquarters. At that moment all I cared about was cumming and pleasing Daddy as I did.
 
Jeffrey

I replaced my tongue with my finger for a moment, brushing it across her clit while I leaned forward and sucked her earlobe into my mouth.

I whispered, "You like to be watched, don't you, honey?" The tremor that shook her body and the moan that escaped her lips told me the answer was yes. I slid my finger farther inside her dripping wet pussy and then I pulled it out and pressed the finger against her lips.

"Play with yourself," I whispered. "Play with your pussy while you think about how your daddy's cock will feel inside it", and with that, I stepped away from her chair. Opening a cabinet while I watched her, I pulled out a small mini-cam. I placed it on the conference table, pointed at her, and pressed a button on the side. The red light came on, and then I walked back over to Miranda.

I sat in front of her and unzipped my pants.
 
Miranda

At first I wonder who might be watching me, but after just a few seconds of playing with my hot, wet pussy, I don't care who is watching, as long as someone is. And Daddy watching me frm just a few feet away is a real turn on.

I want to tease him and please him. I spread my legs wide and use the fingers of one hand to spread my labia so he (and the people at the other end of the camera) can see just how wet and juicy my cunt really is.

Daddy stroked his cock slowly while I fingered my wet pussy. My clit was hard and throbbing. I took my cream covered finger from my cunt and began to lightly rub it across my clit.

"OOOooohhh!!! Daddy, that feels so good!! Does it look good, Daddy? Good enough t eat?! Good enough to fuck?!?!"
 
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