Chapter 16

The situation might have remained like that for a long time. But, on Tuesday night of the fourth week since the girls had been caught spying, everything changed again.

It was late at night, and Alison was asleep in bed. Jack put on his pajamas and went to his daughter's room because he felt he needed to talk to her. He knew he would be tempted by her amazing body from just being alone in the same room with her, but he deliberately chose a time Alison was home, figuring that meant nothing sexual could possibly happen. He felt there was a continued strain in their relationship, and it needed to be addressed.

Nicole was lying awake in bed, reading a school book. She wore a sexy nightgown under the covers, and nothing else.

He knocked on her door and then opened it before she could tell him to go away. He looked at her perfect body as she lay there, and his penis started to swell. Her gown wasn't see-through or specifically erotic, but they left her generous knockers unconstrained. When she sat up, she set them wobbling in a way that nearly drove him mad with desire. Her nipples weren't erect, but they were naturally puffy and made two big points in her nightgown.

Nicole blushed when she saw him. She had just been thinking about him. Her homework book was dreadfully boring, and she'd been about to put it away so she could masturbate to one of her daddy fantasies. She did it every night while thinking about him, and every morning too.

She whispered, "Daddy, what are you doing? Alison may see something and..." She blushed even more,

ashamed of her words. "You know, she may think... about us and... I... Please, go away!"

Jack closed and locked the door behind him, and then walked closer. "She's asleep. I'm too anxious to sleep myself. I keep thinking about the problems I've been having with you. I thought it would be good if we talk and clear the air." He looked near her face, but not quite at it. It was a bit like her face was the sun - he was afraid to directly look her way, because he felt her face was that beautiful. But looking down at her body led to a minefield of pleasures too, so he finally looked a bit to the side of her head.

Nicole was very afraid, but also very excited. She was well aware that she was in a revealing garment again in front of her dad. She could see him looking away, but she knew he wouldn't be able to resist gawking at her body, especially given his weakness for big tits. Her pussy got all wet just knowing the situation.

She sighed, pretending to be slightly annoyed by the interruption. "Isn't it kind of late?" She faked a yawn, and then stretched her arms up high, just to strike a sexy pose for him.

He stared blatantly, and felt his penis growing much stiffer. Christ! Look at those perfect globes. I swear, they're as full and round as basketballs! And nearly as big, too! And so tanned and silky smooth... Holy shit! But then he remembered himself and looked slightly away. He muttered, "I know it's a bit late, but I saw your light was on..."

She didn't want him to go, so she quickly said, "Very well. Let's talk."

Then she had a clever idea. She leaned over to put her book on her nightstand, and while she did that, she shifted her shoulders in such a way that one of the straps of her gown slid down her shoulder somewhat. It didn't affect the rest of her nightgown yet, but she knew gravity would gradually have an effect.

He said, "Nicky, we need to talk about... about how things are going lately. For the past few weeks, I've detected a certain distance with you. It's been getting better lately, which is great, but it's still not like before. I've never understood what happened in the first place, and I'm wondering if better communication could help speed things back to the right track."

Nicole let him talk about improving communication for a couple of minutes. But instead of truly engaging with the conversation, she was thinking more about how to seduce him. She let her gown slowly slide down one arm while he spoke. Lacking any support, the gown on that side slowly slid down too, until the hem was caught by her now erect nipple. That also exposed much more of her cleavage. She pretended to be listening closely and thus totally oblivious as to what she was showing.

Blankets covered her from her waist on down, which only drew his eyes to her jutting rack even more.

She saw from the lusty look in his face that he loved what he was seeing. In fact, he found himself stammering and losing his train of thought, because he had to expend so much willpower in a rather futile effort to keep looking her in the eyes.

She thought, Daddy loves it! He's such a tit lover. Teasing and tempting him with my big beasts is child's play, hee-hee! But I'm being a meanie. Here he is, pouring out all his concerns to me, and all I can think about is holding and stroking his big cock! I know I'm doing wrong, and I feel terribly ashamed, but I can't help myself!

When he finally wound down and ran out of words, she pretended to be emotionally overcome and nearly tearful. She held her arms out needfully. "Daddy, please forgive me!"

He'd promised himself not to touch her, but he felt he couldn't refuse he physical request for a hug at what he thought was a key emotional moment. He stepped forward and sat on her bed next to where she was sitting up.

She hugged him tightly. She acted like she was sobbing into his shoulder, but in fact she shed no tears since she wasn't really sad. She made sure the shift in positions caused her gown to slide down past her nipple. That exposed all of one of her huge breasts, and much of her other one. Then she made sure to use the excuse of sobbing to rub her big boobs up and down his chest.

He could feel her hard nipples poking into his pajama top, but he tried to ignore it. He naively thought that they were erect because she was cold, not because she was aroused. He only patted her back a little bit and then let his arms drop to his side. She felt so good in his arms, even if he was only caressing her back, that he knew it would be easy to lose his resolve. The best thing to do was try not to touch her at all.

She held his upper arms and pulled back some. It looked like she pulled back because she wanted to make eye contact as she said something important, but in fact it was so he could get a good close-up view of her partially uncovered jutting tits. She looked at him with a convincingly sad expression. "Daddy, I'm

so sorry for my failings. I've been going through a moody phase, acting distant, and I don't even know why. I... I never wanted to hurt you! I love you! I want to be your good and obedient girl, I'm so sorry if I failed you..."

"You didn't fail me," he pointed out. "I just want to clear the air so we can be as close as before."

She gushed, passionately, "I will do everything to make up to you! I want to be close to you, so close! I need it! You mean everything to me! I want to be the perfect daughter for you, to serve you, and fulfill you, and make you happy in every way!"

He was just trying to be a good dad and talk things out, but her submissive words had an unexpected and powerfully erotic effect on him. It was very easy to interpret them in a sexual way (especially since that's how they were intended). Still, he was determined to be strong and resist. Trying to make light of the situation, he joked, "Well, you don't have to be THAT good of a daughter."

"Oh, but I DO!" She was trying to arouse him past his breaking point, but she also was being sincere. That made her emotional appeal much more powerful. "You're not really my dad. What I mean is, yes of course you are my dad, but I don't see you like other daddies because you're so much MORE to me! You're my rock, you're my world! You're the center of my life! I only want to PLEASE you! That's what makes me feel good, making you happy!"

She leaned forward to give him another quick hug. But that was only another pretense, because she knew the other shoulder strap was slipping down, and a little more careful movement on her part would make it fall all the way down her arm.

And sure enough, that's what happened. She sat back and flashed a bright and innocent smile. It was a sincere expression, because merely talking about making him happy made her happy. But her nightgown had slid all the way down and was bunched up just below her belly button. She pretended to be oblivious that every last inch of her perfect breasts were exposed.

Jack couldn't ignore that fact, though. He couldn't even hide his lust from her eyes, since he was unable to stop staring. He thought back to the great time he'd had fondling her huge jugs while she bounced on his cock and he watched Linda's erotic dancing. That pushed him very close to the edge of losing his willpower.

He was regretting the fact that he'd come here wearing his pajamas, because that meant he wasn't wearing any underwear. His penis was desperately hard and needy, and it outrageously tented up, like it was on the verge of ripping a hole right through his pajama bottoms.

He said, "If you're willing to do anything to make me happy, could you please pull your nightie back up?" He was terribly embarrassed to have to say that, but he felt he couldn't continue to talk to her with her huge tits jutting out without being covered.

She looked down at her chest and acted surprised. But she said in a sexy pout, "No!" Then she sat up straighter and arched her back a bit, causing her massive, bare jugs to swell forward even more.

His gaze was locked on her fantastic, slightly jiggling rack. He furrowed his brow. "No? But you just said..."

"I know what I said. I live to make you happy. But I know what you really want better than you do. And I know that you'd be happier looking at my bare tits than if I covered them up." She slid her arms all the way out of the two straps for good measure.

He was extremely flustered. He bravely made another attempt to look up at her face. "That may be true, but sometimes we can't always get what we want. I'm a married man, and..."

His words trailed off, because she picked up both his hands and brought them to her firm globes. He thought, Oh no! It's happening again! I have to stop this!

Seeing how he was wavering, she kept her hands firmly over his, and said, "We all have to do the responsible thing. I know you're trying to be a good, responsible dad, and I love you for that."

He was confused, now that she appeared to be agreeing with him. That made him hesitate in warning her, to see where she was going with this.

However, she continued, "And I have to do the responsible thing too. I accidentally let my nightgown fall down, and that gave you a big boner. It's my responsibility, and my duty, to take care of it!"

And with that, she reached out and grasped his erection with both hands. Since it was sticking out at an absurd angle already, she was able to fully hold and caress it on all sides, almost like his pajama bottoms

weren't there.

He stammered, "N-n-n-n-no! No, you don't! Don't, please! I'll take care of it myself!"

"And what kind of daughter would I be, if I let you do that? A bad one!" She was surprised at her own boldness. Linda wasn't even here to goad her along, like usual. But it had been over three weeks since she'd stroked Jack's boner and licked her hand clean of his cum, and her desire for it and for him had grown to nearly unbearable levels.

Jack tried to bargain with himself. Okay, I'm just gonna... We'll just... Okay, I'm too horny to stop this, but I can't let things get out of hand. No more than this! His hands had been left cradling her big tits, and he started to squeeze them. Oh God! Forgive me Alison, but she's just too stacked and sexy! So squeezable and soft. God, it feels so good!

He started kneading and fondling her soft tit-flesh with total abandon. He wished he had more than two hands so he could do much more to her jutting orbs at once. It was like he was having a feast after going without food or water for three weeks.

For now, the brunette beauty simply held her father's hard-on through his thin pajamas. His tit attack was so aggressive and arousing that she was fully preoccupied with enjoying that for the moment. She moaned loudly in pleasure as he kneaded her large mammaries.

Her loud moan reminded him that his wife was sleeping down the hall. He was sure Alison wouldn't be able to hear, even if she was awake, because her door was closed, this door was closed, and there was a long and bending hallway in between. But just the reminder that he had a wife alarmed him and caused a wave of guilt.

Alison's so lovely and beautiful, inside and out! I know I truly love her now. And she's getting to be pretty good in bed. She's everything I could ever ask for. Hell, her tits are EVEN BIGGER than the ones in my hands! So what am I doing here?! I could and should go back to bed, wake her up, and have HER stroke me. That's what I should do.

But he was hooked now, and he knew it. As he twisted his daughter's nipples, he hoped against hope that she'd be content to just hold his dick through his pajamas and nothing more.

Nicole knew she had seriously compromised her moral and religious beliefs. She felt to even do this much was incest and a serious sin. It made her ashamed, but her loving and lusty urges for her father were too strong to be completely denied. Like Jack, she hoped they wouldn't go too far.

Ironically, they both wanted not to go any further, and yet their strong desires and needy bodily functions drove them onwards. In truth, there was a different with both of them between what they told themselves they wanted and what they really wanted.

She still hadn't done much to his boner so far. Just holding it was so exciting for her that she didn't need to do more. But then she had an idea. She knew many pajama bottoms had open flaps instead of zippers or buttons so the penis could be easily pulled out to use the bathroom. It so happened this one was like that. So, with just a little bit of adjustment, she managed to slip his boner through the flap, and then she grasped it again.

Now she was holding his hot, fleshy cock directly in her hands. It felt so good that she wanted to explore every last part of it, so she started sliding her fingers all over it.

Jack bent forward and groaned like he'd been kicked in the groin, but it was only because what she was doing felt too good to imagine. He soon recovered and resumed playing with her double D-cupped teen boobs.

They stayed this way for some minutes, just stroking and fondling. Both of them were as happy as they could be. Jack's thoughts and worries about cheating on Alison faded from his mind thanks to the onslaught of sheer pleasure, and the same happened to Nicole and her worries about incest.

The foxy girl was absolutely fascinated with her father's erection, and his balls too. Linda had repeatedly told her about the importance of stimulating his sweet spot, and so she made sure to always have at least a couple of fingers rubbing directly on that. But she used her other hand on more of a quest for knowledge. She wanted to explore every last little part of his privates and find out how he responded to her touch.

As a result, he felt a continual strong erotic buzz, but it wasn't so overwhelming that he feared he'd cum too soon. Not all of her experimental moves were pleasurable, and a few times he even had to make some unhappy grunts, especially when she got too aggressive with his sensitive scrotum.

Both of them didn't want to say a word. They each feared something might get said that would force this

magical, incredible pleasure to come to an end. Jack's boner grew increasingly wet from leaking pre-cum, and in the absence of any words, the lewd sloshing sound of her fingers sliding all over it became the loudest sound in the room.

More minutes passed. He already was intimately familiar with her sizable rack, but she grew increasingly comfortable with his privates. After all, she had a good "lay of the land," so to speak, and she started to focus more on just steadily stroking his most sensitive spots. That increased his arousal by several notches, especially when she focused intently on his sweet spot.

The rest of their bodies hadn't moved much. Nicole's legs and crotch were still covered by blankets, so her lower half was hardly on Jack's mind at all. But her pussy was happily twitching and gushing beneath the sheets.

It had been a long time since either of them had said anything, but eventually Nicole grew too emotional to stay quiet. She gushed, "Daddy, I'm so happy! Doesn't this feel right? It feels right to me. Linda always says that I need to please you and serve you in every way in order to be the perfect daughter. And she says there's nothing more important than pleasing and serving your big fat COCK! She's so RIGHT! Just stroking it and seeing that look on your face is making me feel like the luckiest girl in the whole wide world!"

He didn't know what to say to that, so he stayed quiet. But he was amused that she felt so lucky, because he was sure that he was the lucky one.

She couldn't tell him why she'd been avoiding him for the last three weeks, since she still didn't want him to know about how she and Linda had been caught. But she came up with an inspired lie. "Daddy, I've been avoiding you lately because of what happened with the pizza slice incident. Ever since I got my hands on your penis, I've needed THIS!" She slid her hands up and down his boner even more ostentatiously to make clear what she was referring to.

She went on, "I thought we could go back to normal if I avoided you, but we can't go back! I'm not saying we have to go further, and I don't even want to go further, but I have this need to make your dick happy. With my hands! Can we keep doing this from time to time? Please? Please?"

Jack considered her plea. Now it makes sense! Now I know why she's been avoiding me. If I don't allow her to do this, she might go into hiding again. I really have no choice!

He smiled and nodded.

She was so excited by that that she bounced up and down a little bit. She smiled from ear to ear. That reminded him of the last time she'd bounced directly on his cock, and that aroused him terribly,

despite the fact that what she was doing to his erection with his hands right now felt even better than the bouncing had.

As time went on, he started doing different things to her fantastic tits. He didn't consciously plan it, but at one point his face was just inches away from her upper tit-slopes, and he found himself licking.

That felt so good that suddenly it became the most important thing. In very short order, he licked down to her nearest nipple, and his lips latched on and wouldn't let go.

The busty brunette didn't have especially sensitive breasts in general, but she had quite sensitive nipples. She felt shivers running down her spine and goose bumps all over when his tongue made contact there. She let out a helpless cry. She raised both her hands to push his head away, because she felt it was just too pleasurable for her to bear for very long.

But he refused to stop (although he did switch nipples), and she slowly grew able to deal with it. Soon, her hands were eagerly guiding his head, encouraging him to stay there and keep it up.

But then she remembered she was neglecting his erection, and she brought her hands back to his crotch. It had been a couple of minutes, and his dick was starting to soften a little bit. She mentally kicked herself, and vowed not to be so neglectful in the future. Keeping her father and his penis happy was the most important thing for the totally devoted daughter.

He kept sucking and licking her jugs for a long time while he enjoyed her handjob. He generally used his lips on one and his fingers on the other, and then switched.

As her fingers flew up and down his throbbing erection, she thought, This is IT! This is joy! This is what I've been missing in my life. To feel such an endless surge, an endless wave of pleasure, coming from my nipples... OH! YES! And it's like there's a direct connection to my clitoris, because my pussy's going wild too! And his COCK! My hands are just stroking and stroking, and I KNOW he loves it! I can feel it! It's all HOT and STIFF and PULSING! And his sexy moaning is music to my ears!

Linda is the greatest! She speaks truth! There's nothing more important a daughter can do than serve her daddy's cock!

But Daddy and I are as happy as we can possibly be right now. We don't need to do any more, right? To actually fuck would make me feel too guilty. I can't handle any more sinning than this. I can just be Daddy's little cock stroker, and we'll both be happy forever!

More minutes passed. Nicole was becoming better with her handjob technique by the minute. As she grew more accustomed to the situation, she was able to clear her head enough to recall some of Linda's advice about how to best handle a penis. She'd mostly just been doing the same thing over and over, but she remembered the suggestion to constantly vary her technique.

Once she started to do that, Jack started rapidly rising up the path that lead to orgasmic climax.

After a couple more minutes of her extremely arousing stroking moves, he had to stop licking and suckling on and around her nipples. For one thing, he was having a hard time just gasping for air, but also, he needed to fully focus on clenching and fighting the urge to cum.

Shortly after he let go of her, she let go of him. She'd been annoyed for some time by her nightgown and the blankets covering her lower body. She felt like she was on fire, and not just metaphorically. Her body had heated up, and she was burning up under the blankets in particular. So she kicked the blankets all the way off her legs, and then she pulled her nightgown the rest of the way off.

With her dad just panting hard and straining not to cum, she raised her arms above her head and stretched this way and that. "Aaaaah! That feels better." It did feel good to stretch, but she was more doing it to strike sexy poses for the man she loved. She purred huskily, "Daddy, I love being nude for you. Totally nude!"

He thought, Oh fuck! What if Alison wakes up and comes looking for me, and then sees us like THIS?! But Nicky looks so fucking HOT! I wanna fuck the shit out of her!

She spread her legs, giving him a good look at her pussy, and her soaked crotch. Like Linda, she had shaved her bush down to a thin landing strip, in order to wear their micro-bikinis without having hair hanging out on all sides. She whispered, "Look how wet you've made me!" She ran one hand down to her slit, and used her other hand to lazily caress one of her hefty melons.

He groaned. Oh God! Oh God! Help me! Help me resist! She's too fuckin' HOT! That is one swollen and wet cunt! But she's my daughter. God, this is sweet torture!

Jack had been licking Alison's pussy quite frequently these past weeks. He'd started to do it out of necessity, since it was so difficult to get her revved up, but he'd come to honestly enjoy it. Plus, he had gotten pretty good at it. Seeing Nicole's wet and juicy pussy on display with her legs splayed out, he couldn't resist. He held her near her knees and bent his head down towards her crotch. He figured licking her would be a lot better than fucking her.

But she was alarmed, and blocked her pussy with both hands. "Daddy! What are you doing?! I don't know what you're thinking, but if it involves my pussy, it's wrong!"

He groaned with great frustration.

It broke her heart to have to disappoint him, so she quickly grasped his boner and resumed stroking it. She cooed, "Don't worry, Daddy, I'll make you feel real good! I want you to cum all over my tits, just like you did all over Linda's! Will you do that for me?"

He scanned his memory. He certainly didn't remember cumming on Linda. He was 100% certain he would have remembered that if it had happened. He decided that Linda must have been telling tall tales. (In fact, she was referring to the cheerleader dance incident when he did cum on Linda's rack without realizing it.)

He'd been a hair's breadth from cumming already, and seeing her pussy on wide open display didn't exactly help his efforts to hold out.

Although this was her first real solo handjob, she could read his tortured face easily enough and knew how close he was. She redoubled her stroking efforts. Her delicate hands flew up and down his stiffness with blazing speed.

As his balls tightened, he felt a great urge to cry out. But then he remembered Alison sleeping down the hall. He was in such a far gone state that this reminder somehow only aroused him further instead of upsetting him. He considered himself the luckiest guy on the planet to have such a beautiful and busty wife AND daughter, not to mention daughter's best friend. And all three wanted him!

His dick started to shoot.

Since Nicole had seen this coming, she was already in position, and mentally ready. She hardly flinched when he let go with his first jet of cum. She ably held and aimed his erection as if she'd been doing this for years.

His first rope of cum landed square in the middle of her chest, right in her valley of cleavage.

From then on, it was nothing but fun for the horny daughter. She aimed his squirting cum this way and that, making sure to paint both her tits and her face before his cum ran out. But more ropes continued to fire, so she added a "second coat of paint" to some areas.

Over the past couple of weeks, Linda had given her lots of little tips that had been coming in handy. For instance, she'd been told cum could sting painfully if it got in one's eyes, so Nicole made sure to close her eyes when he came on her face.

And she also did some sensible things that she figured out on her own. For example, once Jack's cum had all been blasted on her, she reached down and touched her clit, and then exploded with an orgasm of her own. But she was mindful of Alison sleeping down the hall, so she was careful not to scream out loud, even though she very much wanted to. Like Jack had been during his long climax, she was almost eerily quiet.

In truth, either or both of them would have had to be awfully loud to have any chance to wake Alison up. But still, it was better to be safe than sorry. There was always the chance Alison had already woken up and even gotten up to use the bathroom, for instance.

Once Jack finished cumming, guilt hit him like a sledgehammer. He couldn't get out of the room fast enough. He recalled the reason why he'd gone into his daughter's room, and chuckled with black humor. He'd never had a mission that ended with such spectacular failure.

But before he got to the door, Nicole quietly cried out, "Daddy! Don't go!"

He reluctantly stopped, but he kept his back to her. He knew that if he looked at her, his penis could very possibly get hard again, and then lose his willpower all over again. And this was despite the fact that he'd fucked Alison less than an hour earlier. Nicole seemingly never failed to inspire him.

She whispered less urgently, "Daddy, please. Don't be mad at me, okay? I can't stand it if you're mad at me. It breaks my heart."

He whispered back, "I'm not mad at you. I'm the one who screwed up. I shouldn't have come in here at this hour."

She said, "No! That's not true! I've been slowly dying without you. I need you in my life. Please don't let things go back to how they've been! Please!" She ran her finger through a big cum gob at the top of her cleavage and scooped it into her mouth.

Still with his back turned, he said, "But if I'm with you alone, this kind of thing will keep happening. Again and again! And I can't allow that."

"But Daddy, you can't ignore me. I'll just die! Please! Whatever happens, happens. We'll deal with it. If your penis gets hard and needs a little stroking, that's not such a big deal, right? But promise me you won't hide from me tomorrow, and I won't hide from you. I miss you!"

He nodded. He knew he was setting up himself for more handjobs, and who knows what else. But he couldn't bear to keep ignoring her and break her heart. He'd been missing her terribly too. Sure, he still saw her in the mornings and evenings when Alison was there, but they had a special spark when Alison was gone.

If he had been honest with himself, he would have had to admit that sexual desire was a big part of that special spark.

He looked down at his crotch. He was surprised to see there was almost no evidence of what they'd done. His flaccid penis had fallen back through the flap into his pajama bottoms, and there were only a couple of stray splats of cum here and there. But still, he was going to stop by the bathroom and wash and clean up as best he could before returning to bed.

He unlocked the door. Then he turned back to say good night.

He regretted that, because the sight of his daughter with his cum splattered all over her face and big tits was so inspiring that he was sorely tempted to rush back to bed and give her a good hard fucking. He quickly turned away before he started to get another erection. But he knew the sexy sight would stay in

his memory forever.

He whispered, "Good night, Darling." "Good night, Daddy!"

He quietly sighed and closed the door.

As he walked down the hall, he thought, I'm cursed! Why do I have to have a smoking hot fox for a daughter? If she was like 99.9 percent of daughters, I could resist. But she's not, obviously. And don't get me started on Linda. She's just as good. Er, I mean bad. And between the two of them, no man could resist! Nobody! I plead Not Guilty by Reason of Totally Sexy Girls!

If only there was such a plea to make, and Alison could accept it. She's gonna find out before long for sure, and then my life will be one huge clusterfuck! Fuuuuccck!

Well, at least if I'm gonna go down, I might as well go down having the time of my life!

Back in her room, Nicole lay naked on her bed savoring the amazing encounter. But that wasn't all she was eager to savor: she swept up a cum gob that had slid down her graceful neck, and she gobbled it in her mouth. Mmmm! It tastes even better than before! As much fun as I just had, I'm gonna have nearly that much fun eating up this mess! He's covered me in his cummy love!

But then she got an idea of something else she wanted to do sooner rather than later. She licked and ate the better part of one side of her face clean. Then she picked up the phone next to her bed, dialed her favorite phone number (Linda's), and put the receiver up against the cleaned part of her face.

When the line was picked up, she spoke quietly. She knew she couldn't be heard in her bedroom unless she shouted, but she wanted to be careful. She was bursting with excitement as she asked, "Guess what?!"

Linda had answered the phone, and she wasn't happy. She ignored the question. She complained, "Do you know what time it is? It's eleven on a school night. I was asleep already!"

Nicole ignored that. "Guess what? I'm lying on top of my bed sheets, totally naked!"

"La de dah," a grumpy and sleeping Linda replied. "And I'm lying under my sheets totally naked. So what?"

Nicole dropped the bomb. "Oh, and did I mention that my face and tits are totally soaked with my daddy's cum?"

"NO!" Linda shouted, suddenly all ears. "NO!" She shouted again. Then, remembering she shouldn't wake her aunt, she spoke urgently but more quietly, "Tell me! Tell me everything!"

Nicole started to tell the entire story in extremely intimate detail while occasionally pausing to eat some more cum off her body. She was about as happy as she could possibly get. Or, at least she was as happy as she could get when her father wasn't in the same room as her.