On to the Finish LineSoon, I felt the coolness of her finger tips touch the tip of my penis, just as I had asked her to do. Susan’s fingers were cool and wet — I felt them begin to slide down over my glans — so gentle, so loving, just the way Linda used to do it. A shiver ran through my body. She paused before starting to simulate the in and out motion I was already fantasizing. Her finger tips worked their magic on the rim of my. Achingly slowly her fingers inched up my thighs in tiny increments, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in short pants. She cupped my mound, the heal of her hand against my pubic bone, her fingers resting lightly against my slit and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my nipples, drawing the tingling flesh into her mouth, sucking hard.The welcomed. "Oh my God! Daddy” she squealed as his fingers drilled in and out of her hot flesh. “You’re doing me so good! Finger me faster, Dad! I want to cum so bad!”“Oh, sweet baby!” Bill moaned, “I want you to cum for me! Are you close, baby girl?”"Ooohhh, yes!" she screamed, pumping faster on his throbbing cock. “Keep fucking me, Dad! It feels so good!”Thrilled by his daughter’s passionate exultations, Bill drilled his finger faster and deeper into her hot, juicy cunny."Oh, God! Oh, God! I’m cumming!”.Read More
