When I set the table for breakfast, I hadn’t expected Daddy to come up behind me, yank up my skirt, rip down my panties, and bend me over the table before I could even realize what was happening. And then his dick rammed into my pussy.And that hot, wonderful, wet thrill went through me despite Mother being in the next room. My daddy, Reverend Gary Powell himself, was in my pussy. His incestuous cock pumped in and out of my wet depths, making me shudder as my face pressed into the placemat.“Mother’s in the other room,” I groaned, the table creaking as Daddy worked his dick in and out of my cunt. “This is so depraved.”“You wanted to be treated like a whore,” he grunted, balls smacking into my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me. “This is how whores are treated. They’re fucked.”My eyes rolled in my head as pleasure surged through me. I was a sinful, slutty preacher’s daughter. As scared as I was of Mother catching us, I couldn’t deny how hot the cock reaming my cunt made me f

I squirmed with excitement all through breakfast, and not just because my panties were a sodden mess. I couldn’t wait. So I was thrilled when we finished breakfast and we could get going. Only we weren’t leaving right away. Daddy had work at the church. He told me to be there after lunch.Which left me helping Mother with the spring cleaning around the house. We polished the silverware while I stared at her and shook my head. She didn’t like sex. And poor Daddy had to find it from other women to satisfy the desires awoken by sinful harlots. If she would just be a whore, like me, then Daddy never would have cheated on her.But then I never would have learned all about sex and how wonderful Daddy’s cock was.So maybe it was for the best that she was a tight ass, as Deacon Bill put it.Finally, lunch past, I was at the church and climbing into Daddy’s Buick. It was an older car my parents bought in the early Fifties when I was a kid, but Daddy took great care of it. I sat on the passenge

“Do you want to lick another woman’s cunt, whore?”“I think I do, Daddy,” I gasped. “Does that make me even more of a sinner?”“Yes.”His hand squeezed.“Oh, Daddy,” I gasped, my face contorting and my orgasm burst through me.My pussy convulsed on my fingers. Hot waves of bliss shot through me. My gasps echoed through the theater as I trembled. Hot, wonderful pleasure billowed out of my cunt. It was so sensual and blissful. My eyes rolled back in my head. I shuddered and shivered and shook.My eyes were locked on the screen. The woman on bottom was orgasming, too. The lady on top had her face buried into the cumming woman’s snatch, lapping up her juices. I bet they tasted wonderful. I ripped my fingers from my pussy and sucked them into my mouth while I frigged my pussy with the other.I needed to cum more.I savored the tart flavors as my eyes were locked on the screen. Daddy kept stroking my thigh as I worked myself towards another orgasm. The man pulled out of the woman on top’s c

He sent pleasure flooding through my pussy as he devoured me. He loved me.The dick in my mouth spurted. Wonderful, salty cum, a little stronger in flavor than the last guy’s, flooded my mouth. I gulped it down, my orgasm growing closer and closer. I let out a wanton moan as the second cock withdrew from my lips.“Thanks, slut. Needed that.”“Me, too,” I moaned. “So yummy.”Daddy growled and jammed two fingers into my cunt, fucking them in and out hard. I bucked on the toilet. My entire body shook. He was so aggressive with his pussy licking. My clit ached as his tongue lathed it. A third cock thrust through the hole, but it was too difficult to lean over and suck on it as rapture erupted from my pussy.I was cumming.“Yes, yes, yes, make your little girl cum so hard, Daddy. Oh, Lord, yes. Oh, yes. I’m cumming so hard.”“I don’t fucking care how hard you’re cumming, slut, suck my dick,” growled the third man.“Just ... just...” I tried to speak, but the pleasure roaring out of my puss

“Ah Ah Ahh! ... Uncle please stop ... we ... ah ... cannot do this ... ahh” I panted between kisses as his tongue invaded my mouth, twirling against my own tongue as he gently sucked them with passion.“Didn’t I tell you to call me ‘Professor’ while we are at work?” he replied mockingly before continuing to defile my mouth. My body froze from shock at what was happening as my hands clenched tightly against his white lab coat. I tried to break my lips away from his kiss only for his warm and large hands to push the back of my head directing my wet lips back towards his hungry lips and seeking tongue once again.“I’ll give you so much pleasure that you’ll forget all about Lucien...” he chuckled in my ear and whispered to me in his deep and seductive voice. “ah ... please...” Another set of moans unintentionally escaped my lips to my own surprise. I was losing control of my mind and body as his big manly hands slowly slid inside my lab coat and cupped my left breast, massaging them inten