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I smiled at Daddy through the sheen of his cum on my face and made a
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big show of licking the last remnents of his slime off of my fingers. I
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sighed and leaned back on the kitchen floor, rubbing my pussy. "God, that
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felt great!" I groaned. "But I'm still horny!"
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"Want me to suck you out, little girl?" Daddy's voice was harsh and
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hoarse with passion. He could see the winking lips of my little cunt under
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my fingers.
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"No. I want you to do something else for me, Daddy. Something wicked
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and nasty."
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"What?"
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"I want you to call Fred, Bill and Ted. Tell them that your regular
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Thursday Night poker game has been rescheduled for this afternoon. Only, we
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won't be playing poker, Daddy. We'll be playing Poke-Her."
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Daddy's face split into an evil grin and he stood. Disappearing into
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the living room, I could hear him on the phone. "You won't regret it, Fred."
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was the last thing I heard him say before I went upstairs to shower and
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change.
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* * * * * * * * * *
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An hour later, I returned downstairs to find my father and his three
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friends involved in the poker game. Bill and Ted didn't look that happy, being
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dragged away from their regular Sunday afternoon golf game to play poker with
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the same guys they played with every Thursday night. Well, I would change that.
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I stopped in the front hall and checked myself out once more before I made my
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entrance.
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I had chosen to look as slutty as possible, (which, actually, was how
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I normally looked,) and the black leather microminiskirt helped that effect
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along. Four-inch heels fed into black seamed stockings held up by a garter belt
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made my legs look long and delicious. The white tank-top that I had chosen to
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sheath my braless tits hugged my flesh, my nipples poking through the fabric.
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I looked hot enough to eat. And to fuck. And to suck and lick and bite...
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or whatever else came to their dirty little minds.
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I breezed into the living room, waving a cheery hello to the men and
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took my seat on the couch. I grabbed the TV guide and started reading. I had
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positioned myself so that Fred, if he looked just right, could see up my
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skirt and into the pink, wet crevice between my legs. I pretended to ignore the
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men as I worked the easy TV guide crossword.
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This little charade went on for about ten minutes. I absently scratched
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one tit when Ted was looking directly at me. My nipples responded to my touch
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and pushed harder against the fabric of my tanktop. I heard Ted's sudden intake
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of breath and knew that I almost had him. I coughed twice, my signal to Daddy
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that things were progressing. Daddy was about to say something when Bill spoke.
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"Your little girl is quite a woman, Dan."
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My father grinned and looked over at me. "She sure is. She's got the
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boys all sniffing around her these days." Looking over at me, Daddy said,
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"Amanda, honey? Would you be a dear and get us all a beer?"
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I looked over at my father and smiled, putting the TV guide down on
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the coffee table. Sitting there, leaning over, my tits all but spilling out of
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my tanktop and my legs spread, showing everyone in the room my pink little cunt,
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I knew that I had their undivided attention.
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Returning to the living room a few moments later with the beer bottles
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on a tray, I put my plan into motion. Just stripping off my clothes and sitting
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my tender little ass down on the poker table might have achieved the desired
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results, but it might also have scared the men off. A little more (not much,
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but a little) subtlely was required.
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I walked over to Daddy and bent over as I placed the beer bottle in
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front of him. The material of my skirt was drawn tightly across my ass, and
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out of the corner of my eye I could see Bill trying hard to look without looking
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like he was looking. The black leather creeped up my ass as I bent down to give
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my father a little kiss on the lips. My mouth opened and I gave him just the
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tip of my tounge for a second before standing up and tugging the skirt down over
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my ass with my free hand.
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Bill was next. I leaned over him, resting my tits on his back as I
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placed the beer in front of him. A slight rub with my tits across his back
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gave me the pleasure of feeling him inhale sharply. I knew that Bill was up
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for whatever I wanted.
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Ted was next. He looked at me hungrily as I leaned down with his beer.
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I made a planned mistake and spilled some in his lap. "Oh, I'm sorry!" I gushed.
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I grabbed a napkin off the tray and started wiping at the wet spot I had made
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in his crotch. He let me wipe at his dick for a few moments, then pushed my
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hand away. "I got it," he said softly.
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"Sorry," I whispered.
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"Amanda," my father said sharply. "That was not a nice thing to do. I
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want you to apologize to Ted."
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"I'm sorry, Ted."
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"That's not enough," my father said. I could hear the huskiness creep
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back into his voice. So it was going to be Ted.
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"That's OK, Dan. She didn't mean it."
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"Oh, but I did." I said softly. Ted looked at me in surprise.
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"Excuse me?"
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"Well, how else was I going to find out how big your dick is?"
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Needless to say, you could have heard a pin drop in that room. "Well,
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Amanda," my father said, "If you want to see how big Ted's dick is...take it
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out!"
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I grinned over my shoulder at my father and dropped to my knees.
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Leaning in over Ted's lap I pulled at his zipper. For some reason, I had a
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little difficulty getting the metal tab of his zipper over the bulge in Ted's
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pants. I can't imagine why.
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Ted's dick poppped into view, and I gave a little pleased gasp. About
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six inches long, it was very thick, with a throbbing, red tip. "It's so cute!"
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I squealed. "Can I kiss it?"
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Ted was speechless, looking down at me holding his dick with one soft
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hand. "S-s-s-ure," he stammered.
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I locked my green eyes with his brown ones and slowly lowered my face
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until he could feel my hot, moist breath on his cock head. My little pink
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tongue poked from between my lips and I very slowly, very deliberately licked
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the head of his penis.
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Ted shuddered and a little drop of precum ooozed out of his dick. I
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tasted it. It was delicious. Cooing with delight I opened my mouth and dropped
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my head over his cock, instantly bathing it with hot, wet saliva. Ted groaned
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and thrust his hips into my face, forcing his cock into my throat. I started
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bobbing my head in his lap, taking the full length of his delicious cock with
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every stroke.
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"So good," Ted moaned. "So hot and wet." I giggled with delight and
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started moving faster. My plan was to blow all the men except Daddy, that way
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they would be able to last longer when we got down to the main event. I wanted
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three cocks inside me at once, and if they all blew too soon, then my fun would
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be over!
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Ted didn't take long. About thirty seconds after I started sucking his
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tasty little cock he gripped the sides of my head and pumped a load of cum
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across my tongue and down my throat. I lapped happily at the taste, loving the
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creamy warmth in my mouth. Finished, I leaned back and made a show of licking
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my lips for any stray strands of cum and swallowing what I found.
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"Who's next?" I said.
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"Well," Daddy said, "Why don't we do this? The winner of this hand gets
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to have my daughter suck his dick. That all right with everyone?"
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Three silent heads nodded. "Ted, since you've already sampled my little
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girl's charms, you're out of this hand." Ted just nodded and folded his cards
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over.
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Bill and Fred looked at each other like mortal combatants in a fight
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to the death. My father said, "Ok, we're at the last raise. I bet my daughter's
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mouth."
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Bill looked at my father. "I'll see that."
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"I'll see that wrapped around my fucking dick," Fred grinned, turning
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his cards over. "Full boat, Aces over eights."
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"The death hand," my father remarked idily. "Well, sorry, 'ol buddy.
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I got four tens." My father turned up the four cards and smiled, reaching
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for his zipper.
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"Not so fast, Dan, my man." Bill said slyly. "The one time in my life
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I've ever gotten this hand, and by Jesus, I love the pot. Straight flush. Three
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of spades low." Spread out in front of Bill were the three, four, five, six and
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seven of spades. "I win."
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I smiled and walked over to where Bill was sitting. He pushed away from
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the table and unzipped his pants. I moved to stay his hands. "Let me do that."
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I tugged his dick out and smiled at him. It was another sturdy little six-
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incher. Something I would absolutely adore having in my hot, sucking mouth. "I
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just have one question, Bill."
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"What would that be?"
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"How do you want it? Slow and soft and wet and warm, or fast and hard
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and deep?"
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"Slow, sweet baby. Slow as slow can be."
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"Mmmmmm. Just the way I like it. But I'm gonna get a mite more
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comfortable first." I pulled my tanktop up so my breasts were visible, but
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not completely off. I've learned in my four years of fucking that men like that
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half-dressed, ready to fuck in a moment's notice look. It just seems dirtier,
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somehow.
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I tweaked my nipples as I kneeled before Bill, moaning in the back of
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my throat. "Your cock looks delicious. While I'm sucking Bill's dick and
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drinking his cum, why don't the rest of you get naked?"
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The three other men jolted from the table as if shocked and started
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stripping immediately. I concerned myself with the throbbing member in the
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center of my vision. I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked up one side and
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down the other, tweaking my nipples the entire time. I grasped Bill's cock
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with my small hand and placed light kisses all over the head.
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"Slow, girlie. Real slow. I want this to last." Right. I knew my mouth
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skills, practiced on hundreds of cocks so far, would be no match for whatever
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self-control Bill thought he had.
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I grinned and lowered my little mouth onto his dick and began to suck
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slowly, using as much suction as I could muster, my cheeks hollowing with the
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effort. I bathed his hot, hard flesh with spit, giving him the gooiest blowjob
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I could manage. My head started bobbing slowly on his dick, drawing all his cock
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meat into my mouth, savoring the salty, masculine flavor. Bill had a delicious
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dick, and I wanted to spend a week savoring each hot, hard inch.
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But, there were three men waiting for me, for my hot, tight holes. It
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wouldn't be fair to be selfish in this instance. If I wanted, I could always
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give the guys a private, one-on-one encounter and show them the full range of
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my fucking skills.
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I started rolling Bill's balls in my hands. I could feel him tense, and
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I knew he was seconds from shooting. I popped his dick out of my mouth and
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began jacking him, a grimce on my face. "Come on me," I gasped. "On my face.
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Come on my face!" With a deep groan, Bill blew his spoo, covering my face with
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his pearly warmth. The feeling of his slick jism cascading over my skin set me
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off, making me crash into an orgasm that was all the more suprising because
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I hadn't even touched my clit.
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Gasping, I sat back, scooping the wads of jizz off my face and licking
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my hands clean. "God, that was wonderful," I said. "But I want more. I want
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all three of you," I said, pointing at my father, Ted and Fred, "at the same
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time!"
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They grinned at me like a trio of idoiots. What did I expect? With a
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hot and horny sixteen-year old slut before them, begging to be made airtight,
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any man would be an idiot!
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I got down on my hands and knees. Since Fred hadn't yet had the
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pleasure of one of my patended blowjobs, I motioned him to my face. Ted slid
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underneath my crouched form and impaled my dripping cunt on his cock. I had
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a cock in my mouth and a cock in my hungry, clutching cunt. I was plugged from
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both ends, and I loved it. But the best was yet to come.
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Crouching behind me, my father spread the cheeks of my tender ass and
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trailed his tounge between my bouncy cheeks, wetting my asshole with his
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saliva. He kissed and licked at my wrinkled grommett, getting me ready for
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the anal assualt I knew was coming and was praying would happen soon.
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"Let me get in there for a second, Ted. I wanna lube up." Ted dropped
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his dick out of my cunt for a second, and I felt it nudging against my
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naval for a moment as my father gave me seven or eight strokes to lube his
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dick with my cunt cream. Then my father was gone and Ted was back.
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I felt the pressure at my sphincter as my father came knocking for my
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asshole. There was resistence for a moment as I beared down, pretending like
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I was taking a shit, and then my father's cock slid halfway up my ass. The
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glutted feeling was exquisite, and I thrilled to the sensation of three cocks
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filling me up at once. The men established a rythym and I moved happily between
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them, feeling Fred's cock sawing in and out of my mouth, Ted's cock charging in
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and out of my tightly clutching cunt and Daddy's cock ramming in and out of my
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tender asshole.
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The absolute stretched feeling drove me over the edge and I screamed
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around the dick in my mouth, suddering into an explosive climax. I could feel
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my cunt jizz seeping around Ted's dick. Almost as soon as my climax was over,
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I began building to another one.
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Sweat was pouring down my face and dripping off of my tits onto Ted's
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chest. He fastened his mouth to my left nipple, massaging my right tit with
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his hand, gripping hard enough to leave a bruise. My nipples reflected the
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state of my entire body: Erect, electric and raw. It felt as though sparks
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were flying from my tits into Ted's hands. My own hands were busy with Fred's
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cock and balls, working on them to bring him to a glorious, creamy climax.
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My father's hands were gripping my hips hard, pulling my ass back
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against his hard onslaught, his balls slapping against the bottom of my vulva
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with each stroke. Suddenely my father's hands tightened painfully on my ass and
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he grunted, deep in his throat.
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"Gonnna cummm!" he moaned. He pulled his dick out of my poor stretched
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asshole and stood over my back, furiously jacking his dick. I felt the first
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spurts of his climax across my back, the jizz scalding against my skin,
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curdling against my hot flesh. I wriggled happily under the shower of my
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father's jizz, thrilling to the feeling. The climax that had been building in
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my groin exploded at the contact of my father's spoo across my back and I
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writhed into another explosive orgasm and began building for another. It just
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couldn't get any better than this.
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Ted was next. He pulled out of my gaping cunt and pulled himself off,
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painting my mound and pubic hair with his slimy gift of lust. I could feel the
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mushy wetness between my legs, and my cunt missed his throbbing dick. Not to
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be outdone, Bill squatted behind me and filled my cunt with his rejuvinated
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dick. I was in between Fred and Bill, feeling them slam me from both ends like
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an erotic, slutty accordian of lust.
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Suddenely a flash lit up the room. I spit out Fred's dick in time to see
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my father raise his grinning face from behind the family Poloroid camera. A
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little square of acetate was spitting out the front.
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"For the memories," my father said.
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I grinned at him. "I've got a good idea for a picture, Daddy."
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I motioned him over and began furiously jacking Fred's dick. "Wait until
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I say, Daddy. I wanna catch the second spurt of Fred's dick, after the first
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spurt covers my face!" My father's dick, recent visitor to my stretched rectum,
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twitched at his slutty daughter's nasty words.
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I felt the tremors in Fred's dick and counted to three. At two the first
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spurt blew from the tip, neatly painting my eyes and nose, the gush of sperm
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running down my face and dripping off my nose. "Now!" I screamed.
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The second spurt was in midair, aiming for my smiling, upturned face
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when the flash went off again. I didn't care. All I knew was that another
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delicious load of Fred's cum was aiming at my most favorite of targets: My face.
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My father whispered, "Oh my god..." as he watched me open my mouth and lap at
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the flying jizz, trying to catch every drop. Exhausted, Fred dropped away from
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my face. My father watched as I ran my fingers through the river of man goo on
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my face, scooping it all into my salivating mouth. The taste was sweet and
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smooth, and I couldn't get enough.
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Bill grunted, watching from behind as I sucked the last of Fred's jisim
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from my fingers and turned towards him with a plainitive look on my face. "Save
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it for me," I whined in my best little-girl voice. "I want to taste all of it!"
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Bill grunted again and popped his dick out of my tight little cunt,
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wrapped his hands in my long blonde hair and pulled my face to his crotch.
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"Suck it, little slut. Suck it ALL." I gladly opened my mouth as the
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first spurt of his jizz crossed my tongue and slid down my throat. I was
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furiously frigging myself as I drank his load, bringing myself to another
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small, quiet climax this time. He shot three or four loads down my throat and
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then fell to his knees, pale.
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The rest of the afternoon was spent much like that first orgasmic
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explosion of lust. The highlight of the afternoon for me was being forced over
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the card table and being sodimized by all four of the men, one after the other
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until my asshole was stretched wide and oozing from the four huge loads of cum
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that they had packed in there.
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After Daddy's friends had left, he took me upstairs to his bathroom
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and helped me clean up.
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"My asshole feels full, Daddy. Would you mind...?"
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"What?"
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"Lick me out, Dad. Get all their cum, would you?" My father looked at
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me for a long, hard moment, and then grinned, sinking to his knees behind me,
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spreading the cheeks of my ass so he could get his tongue into my hole. He
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sucked out the loads that were jammed up there as I moaned hotly and pushed my
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ass back against his face.
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"You know what, Daddy?"
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"Mmmmm?"
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"I have another idea for a good time." I knew I had his attention
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because his tongue became more insistent in my butthole. "I have this white
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leather dress that has zippers up the front and back. I can expose any part
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of my body that I want to at any time. I think I wanna go to a bar and see how
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many men I can turn on, and then let them fuck me as much as they want in the
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car."
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My father's mouth began sucking at my asshole. He clearly approved of
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the idea. "Or maybe on the pool table," I said. "Yeah, where everyone can
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watch me take on the entire bar. And you know what, Daddy?"
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"Mmmmm?"
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"I want you to eat my ass and cunt after every one of them. What
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do you think about THAT?"
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"MMMMMMM!"
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In our next episode of Amanda's Adventures, (Amanda #3) Amanda takes her father,
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and her little white leather minidress to the Monkey's Paw Bar & Grill. Little
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did Amanda know at the time that the local chapter of the DeathHeads Biker Gang
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would be holding their semi-annual intitation meeting there... Join us for
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another sexciting episode of Amanda...America's Sweetest Slut!
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