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Tommy said that I should start rubbing my pussy through my tiny thong, so I moved to a position so he could watch better and did as ordered. I pushed the thong into the crease of my pussy lips a few times to get them really wet. He next said he would pull off the thong. As I took them down to my ankles, Tommy said now he would lick my wet cunt.I got my fingers nice and slimy from my pussy juice and alternated between rubbing my clit and sliding the warm juice across my ass. This made us both moan. I looked on the screen that his cock had got even harder and I could see the pre cum virtually flowing out of his tip.Tommy said his next move would be getting me sucking his cock by turning into a 69. Then I pulled out my favorite vibrator and licked it up and down like it was his cock. Soon I started slowly taking it into my mouth inch by inch and giving this fake cock a real sensual blow job. Then I started rubbing my clit and ass again with my other hand. While I was doing his I stared. Surprisingly, my father said nothing and did not even appear at all shocked at my sudden intrusion. He didn't cover himself or turn away to preserve his modesty. There seemed to be a look of joy on his face. I was right there brushing up against him, already drenched by the warm spray. He finally had just one thing to say. "What's going on, Andrea?" "Nothing, daddy. I just wanted to shower with you. That's all. Don't you think it would be nice to shower with your twenty-two year old daughter?" He shrugged and smiled at me. Then he began soaping his body. When he started to wash his back, I took my opportunity. "Let me wash that for you," I said with a grin as I took the soap from his hand. I rubbed the soap across his broad back and rubbed his skin with my free hand. He turned his back into the spray to rinse it off. Looking down, I could see that he was aroused. "Let me wash that big, hard cock now, daddy." I could see him staring at my heavy boobs. I ran my hands and.
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