It felt good, so good, a relaxation he seemed to feel I deserved being given, and my eyes closed and I trusted my body with his touch. I could feel ho... my heart beat escalated, how my breath was drug from my lungs with a weight attached of each gasp ... Still, he continued.My eyelids were heavy, my body was tingling, skin burning alive and within seconds they closed and my whole experience escalated.It’s amazing how something so subtle, so often overlooked and seen as just ordinary can be. As she felt his tongue licking her up and down, she cried out in passionate abandon."Ohhhhhh, yessssss, lick it, Daddy! Get your tongue in me!"Len was plunging deep into her cunt with his tongue, fucking her with it, sloshing his saliva up and down her cunt slit. Her clit tingled and throbbed. The encircling muscles of her cunthole grasped greedily at his slippery, wet tongue. He kept his hands on her firm asscheeks as she ground her crotch against his sucking face. She was bucking back at him. He was gorgeous and looked so familiar, she was sure she’d seen him somewhere but couldn’t place his face. She might not have been sure what to expect, but she wasn’t going to say no to someone like this.“Um, sure?” she said with a shy smile, moving to stand, a little wobbly. As she stepped down she found his hand on her elbow, offering her just the smallest bit of support, “Ah, thanks, um, the names Faith, by the way.”He smiled, “Faith, I’m Michael.”Michael, far from releasing her elbow linked. ”“I love you little girl. I love you little boy,” I said as I kissed each of them on the head. “I’m a daddy ... and a husband ... on the same day!”“And a master,” a voice whispered in my ear. We’d just gone from a family of seven to a family of nine.“Clara Danielle Ames, I love you,” I said, kissing my daughter on the head while she slept against my bare chest. “Sean David Ames, I love you,” I repeated to my son lying beside his sister. They didn’t answer. They scarcely stirred in their sleep..
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