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I stand at the edge indian of her bed and watch my little daughter her legs spread wide as she rubs her little clit in circles like I showed her...she does it and moans and coos and purrs as I watch....her fingers making wet sounds as she masturbates for me.....she moans louder and rubs faster...her fast Babes deep breaths fill the room... Then it happens...I can't believe it! she squeals loud and rubs her little button and ...oh my god! She squirts! Two big streams of clear liquid shoot from her kitty as she screams "DADDDYYYY!!!" At the top of Hardcore her lungs! Her squirt goes all over the bed and she leans her head back and rides out her first real orgasm! I'm shocked that she could do this. Its the most incredible sight...I wanna jump on her and fuck her right there! "Daddy! What happened?? Did I...did I pee? It felt so good...I ...I..." She says out of breathe. "No baby you did Amazing! you came sweetie! And a lot of girls can't do that its called squirting. Mommys never done it. You're a very special little girl baby...." I say as I look down at her naked little body....her smooth wet princess parts....the bed with the long wet spot from her squirting... She giggled. Her eyes were still closed as I started to work on the straps. “Is that so?” April raised her eyebrows, “What Hardcore about that little rule regarding fraternizing with beasts, hmm?” “Please return your masks and chokers for cleaning.” But, he and his accountant would file all the proper forms for him as her Babes employer, and if the withholdings turned out to be Cadillac payments for some others, that was her problem. As usual, as soon as I had got into the house I had stripped off, and no sooner than indian I had taken my dress off than Jon told me to go to the toilet then go and lay face down on the punishment bed. Until that moment neither of us had brought up the subject of sex, of what happened the night before, but I was curious, why did my daughter so blatantly seduce me? And she did, her choice of dress, the provocative moves and gestures, the subtle flirting while we talked all combined into a night of covert, sensual baiting. This time Freya got vocal; and I let out a couple of low moans. From somewhere below, Wendy was screaming at the top of her lungs. The force of the sensation made her legs feel rubbery and caused the girl to stumble forward. The tip of his cock hammered against my quivering anus. Her purring grew and grew as she pleasured my cock with that tight pussy, making me ache and groan. When I told Jill about it, I got a huge eyeroll and a shake of her head.