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.bucked her stomach up...letting loose a stream of hot wet jizz...By this time it was clear. Danni was a incurrable slut and whore. Any woman or crossdresser who needed sex...Danni would provide. And she didn't care how. After showering and a shopping trip..Madison went from being coach and dominatrix to having fun. After the many shoes dresses...and a few wigs ordered online...Danni wanted to see Madison. As Madison obliged....there was a good 7 seven inches....Danni...looked at Madison..."do you have to ask replied Madison....as Danni slowly worked her lips down Madison's shaft. Relax your throat honey said Madelyn...and as Danni did...Madisons rod found the back of her throat. Madelyn lubricated and slid in a double ended dildo and began fucking Danni's pussy...Within 20 minutes...Madison shot bolts of her hot cum into Danni's mouth...Danni began to squirm as she squirted on the sex mat as Madelyn's quim pushed out her end of the dildo...in a violent orgasm that spurted. "Good night, my dear," he said."Good night, Daddy," she said. "It's so nice to see you and to come to your house. I love being here." Good, well it's nice to see you," and with that he leaned forward again and looked into her eyes. "Yes," he said, "I've no doubt your French boy friend loved kissing you."Ursula blushed and lowered her eyes."Yes," her father said as he felt the thrill of her young flesh rousing him. "Yes, it would be nice to kiss you, I'm sure." As he spoke he looked at her again and lifted her chin so that he could look into her eyes. The girl looked back at her father shyly, and as she did so, he brought his lips close to hers. Then with extreme gentleness he brought them into contact with her mouth, brushing lips as lightly as he could. She did not move, but continued to look at her father, shyly and uncertainly. He kissed her again, this time a little more forcefully, and he took his lips away he said, "I suppose that's how he did it, eh?"Ursula was breathing more.
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It was just before ten when you pulled up outside, I was so relieved, I hurriedly sent a text to all those that I had worried telling them you were home. You were singing as you opened the door, do you remember?Yes you were singing, until you smelled the ruined dinner, turned and saw me rushing to you with tears streaming.Can you remember what you said to me? Can you?Any other birthday you would have apologised, you would have been repentant, you would have been sorry and loving. Then again every other birthday you were home on time. It was our tradition.But what did you say to me?"Why are you home already?" as though you had no idea, and the look on your face should have told me everything. It didn't, I trusted you.I was hurt when you told me you had already eaten, that you had dinner with some colleagues. You did say colleagues, not colleague. You then went and showered, alone, refusing my company. I heard you singing again, you had a long shower, even then I thought nothing of it.

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