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My tongue pushing against her asshole, she guided my finger to her G-spot and resumed stroking her clit. She pushed her ass hard onto my tongue as her body built to another orgasm.

“'Kay,” I agreed, feeling the blush growing in my cheeks. Maybe I didn't want Grandpa to know quite yet... but I was totally looking forward to eating his cum out of her pussy, even so! “And speaking of taking nice big loads... ready for your turn, Mom?”“I'd love to, sweetheart!” she laughed. “But even your Daddy needs at least a little time to recover, first!”

Sarah’s hand rested on her dad’s stomach, firm with muscle but covered with a bit of body fat he couldn’t help with given his busy days. She slid her hand up and down, enjoying the feeling of his hair rubbing against her skin. Wriggling her face even closer she brought her head right up to his armpit, her nose a few inches away from the hair and sniffed. It was a bit tarter than his usual body odour from the sweat, but it was also a lot stronger which was what she really enjoyed. She dared to move her face even closer, until she was almost touching it and breathed deeply. Sarah was well on her way to forgetting that nasty dream as she inhaled her father’s scent, but on her next breath his hairs trembled and tickled her nose, causing her to pull back a bit. She didn’t want to risk sneezing and waking up her dad. He needed the sleep.