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Harper Valley Eight, We Always Lay 'Em Straight
by Peter Pan (uds3@hotmail.com)

***

'Death by pleasure.' It's an interesting concept and at 
the rate we're all going, an eventuality just this side 
of imminent! We return now to the "Pleasure Dome" and 
the sequence of events that concluded an afternoon 
where fantasies even, took a back seat to the real-time 
activities shortly to be played out. (Mf, ped, orgy)

***

Reluctantly having to vacate Brianna's extremely cosy 
little bed with my equally cosy little blonde 
companion, we dressed and headed back to the marquee. 
Barely had I walked through the flap when Kylie saw me 
and almost took me out with a flying bear-hug.

"Do you know what they want us to do dad?" she gushed 
exuberantly.

"Yeah, I know sweetheart," I replied, "That's what I 
came to talk to you about – where's your sister?" 

I gave Michelle a light pat on the bottom, mouthed a 
quick "Thank you sweetie, we'll continue with this 
later," and pointed out another group of girls that 
seemed to be trying to get her attention. Jenna 
disentangled herself from a couple of her friends – 
Brianna being one of them, and joined her sister beside 
me. At least everyone was dressed!

"Well kids," I said, "I guess this is really your call. 
Do you know what the rules are and what could happen to 
you? Remember, I've been through this with Brianna... 
it can get pretty rough."

Damn it... I think their eyes lit up!

"Now cut that out both of you," I whispered, "You're 
just getting way too frisky!" They looked suitably 
chastened. "Now, for half an hour – and believe me, 
that can seem quite a stretch, you have to do 
everything you're asked... without question. I'll be 
there to make sure no-one crosses any lines but that's 
all. I can't be responsible for what you're asked to do 
– you understand that?"

Even as I spoke, I was being subjected mentally to the 
most way-out scenarios – most of which would need to be 
censored even on this site.

Following a quick huddle, the jury handed in its 
unanimous verdict in record time. "It's OK dad, we want 
to do it," said Kylie, "So long as you're there the 
whole half-hour."

"Oh, you can count on that sweetheart," I replied.

I summoned Jerry and Warwick and confirmed their active 
participation. Never seen two guys smile so much! That 
done, everyone was issued numbered cards as before and 
it was a case of "Let the voting begin." Quite 
obviously the "hot twins" pulled in just about 
everyone's number one preference. Second choice was 
Susie's super-sexy little daughter Tanya – no surprise 
there either, but when Larissa's name was read-out 
after further counting – my heart sank. 

Even as her name was called out, Larissa looked across 
to me from where she was standing alongside her father 
– saw my crestfallen face I imagine, and then shook her 
pretty head, signifying she did not want to be 
selected. The general body-language in the marquee 
suggested a lot of disappointed fathers. She came 
straight over to me then and I could have hugged her. 
What am I saying? I did hug her. 

"What made you do that Larissa?" I asked her. Her 
answer was all I needed to hear.

"You!" 

'Kinda a double standard' I was thinking to myself. I 
don't mind seeing my own daughters stripped naked and 
played-with, yet I couldn't bear the thought of another 
girl – one not even related to me – being touched by 
anyone now. I realised at the same time... I didn't 
really want her going to any more parties either, 
although I did not dare vocalise those thoughts. How 
selfish was that when you think about it?

A fourth little dark-haired girl... Cathy I think her 
name, was Larissa's replacement and was she cute? 
Around fifteen tops, hotpants and perky little breasts 
that I'm sure were in for a session and a half. Tragedy 
was, I wouldn't be there to see it – not to mention 
Tanya's debut performance.

The girls got to vote for their six men next. A 
condition of Kylie and Jenna's selection was that I go 
with them as an 'observer'... but they had the option 
of six others. George and Jerry made the list as well 
as Brad and three other men I had not been introduced 
to. Warwick was fuming, although not for long... Tanya 
picked him! Lucky SOB.

Larissa kissed me and said "Go with your daughters now, 
they'll be fine with you there." Damn it, I figure 
they'd have been fine in any situation.

The girls were given five minutes each in the powder-
room first. Hair teased up again, skirts and tops all 
smoothed down and that essential turn-on – a 
reapplication of lip gloss and then the nine of us 
headed off for Warwick's bedroom, the largest room in 
the house so I heard and with our contingent, we would 
be needing it. I held both Jenna and Kylie's hands as 
we ascended the stairs. The anticipation was killing 
me. I would guarantee six pairs of eyes were fixed on 
the girl's rear ends as they ascended the stairs and 
wouldn't they have known that?

They were right – it would have to be the largest room 
in most any house! Warwick must obviously spend a lot 
of time in it! One enormous King-size bed took center 
stage, with another room – either one colossal walk-in 
'robe or a secondary tiny bedroom – depending on how 
you view it, off to the left. The en-suite was as large 
as most people's main bedroom. We could have held a 
party in there! The two girls giggled as they were 
ushered in to the room. Their adrenaline must have been 
on active stand-by. 

Last guy in, his name was Steven, shut the door behind 
him. The girls looked around anxiously, probably 
grateful for the other's company right at that moment. 
George I noticed was looking at Jenna much as I looked 
at Larissa. Guess he was thinking much the same too... 
the bastard!

An uncomfortable silence was broken by Mal, the father 
so I found out, of young Cathy in the next door 
bedroom. God, what must have been going through his 
mind?

"C'mon girls," he said. "Show us your tits?" It might 
not have been either that creative or original a line 
but hell, it's what everyone was thinking!

Jenna looked at Kylie and blushed... neither of them 
moved. 

"Ya gotta comply girls," Jerry reminded them.

Kylie stood her ground on that small rug near the bed 
and began pulling her top off. Jenna, right alongside 
her, did the same. Both had hot little bra's on – 
Jenna's light blue and Kylie's black, to match her g-
string. Even seeing them together like that was soo 
damned hot. As one, they pulled their bra straps down 
their arms giggling nervously. Almost identical in 
size, they exposed their nipples slowly as the men 
ogled them.

"Take your bras right off girls," ordered Steve, one 
hand already heading south towards an evidently 
impressive erection beneath his pants. Obediently both 
girls reached behind their backs and unhooking the 
clasp, allowed the bras to fall to the floor. 
Instinctively they covered themselves.

"Sorry kids... no covering up," Steve continued. "Show 
us your tits please... hands behind your backs."

How hot did they look like that? Lovely curvy little 
hips, narrow shoulders and shivering slightly from a 
mixture of embarrassment and anticipation. 

"Very cute girls," said Jerry, "You are both extremely 
pretty as I'm sure you know. Now, both of you go over 
to the edge of the bed there and bend over it with your 
hands on the edge of the quilt. Now, you are not to 
move from that position whatever we do OK?"

Nodding, they reluctantly took up the positions asked. 
Almost identical hot little bottoms given sudden 
prominence, with more than a hint of undies peeking out 
from their taut hemlines.

George took the offensive and leading the cavalry, 
delivered a perfectly placed spank across Kylie's fully 
upturned bum. She squealed at the contact, joined 
seconds later by Jenna as Steven delivered the same 
deal to her rear end. This was her second spanking of 
the day and I knew she could take lots of it. Just as 
well... she got lots of it! All six men took turns 
spanking them a few times as the girls let forth with 
"ouches," "goshes," and "that hurts." To their credit 
though, they maintained their highly vulnerable 
positions throughout, despite the fact that almost 
every man took the opportunity to grope their heaving 
little breasts as they received their punishment.

Standing back and admiring their handiwork... the tops 
of both girls legs were quite red from a few stray 
spanks, the sound of heavy breathing all round was 
interrupted by Mal telling Kylie, "Pull your sister's 
panties down now please sweetie, lets see her bum."

Both girls gasped and Steve had himself well unzipped. 
A man always prepared I'd say.

Kneeling behind her sister, Kylie took hold of her 
knickers and gingerly pulled them down. She even 
unstrapped her shoes when getting them off. Seeing 
Jenna suddenly bare foot and with the lower half of her 
naked bottom peeking out from her tight skirt was 
arousing stuff – be assured. Jerry walked up to her and 
began fondling her bare bottom rather lewdly. Jenna 
seemed to like it.

Mal however was on a roll, "Ok Kylie, now take her 
skirt off... get your sister naked for us." 

Have you the slightest conception of just how hot a 
cute fifteen year old girl looks being completely 
stripped by her topless sixteen year old sister? No, I 
didn't think you did! I had no idea either! It was all 
I could do to maintain my position on the far wall 
refereeing operations. If either girl had seen the 
erection I had closeted up there, I think they might 
have been over!

As Kylie unzipped her sister's skirt and pulled it off 
her, Jenna was left totally nude in front of six men. 
Well actually, better make that seven, including me. It 
was all too much for George, he just grabbed her and 
pulled her to him and began kissing her. Brad, who had 
been rather inactive up to now, moved right up behind 
her and with his hands on her hips, began kissing her 
neck passionately. 

Within seconds his hands slipped down to cupping her 
bum and at that second, Jenna turned her head and 
smiled at him... George I could see, had his hands on 
both her breasts and was rubbing them. Steve was 
rubbing other things... and quite effectively so, 
judging by the degree of effort he was putting into it.
Wayne, the sixth participant, dropped to his knees 
alongside the other two and began to actively rub 
Jenna's pussy. He found himself sharing that little 
hot-spot with George who obviously figured she needed 
servicing top and bottom.

Meanwhile, Jerry, Brad and Mal were relieving Kylie of 
her skirt, shoes and g-string so she too was naked 
within seconds. These three with obviously an eye for 
comfort, manoeuvered her to the bed and pushing her on 
her back, Mal had her legs apart in seconds. With Jerry 
volunteering for breast duty, Brad extricated his cock 
and simply shoved it into her, fucking her with little 
finesse but plenty of passion. They had her gasping and 
panting in less time than it takes to write out a 
parking ticket.

At this juncture, the other three had Jenna flat on the 
carpet and George was happily trudging down nostalgia 
avenue as with her legs spread arousingly wide, he 
began fucking her senseless while Steve knelt alongside 
and brought off his first spray of the afternoon. 
Exactly where it landed I couldn't see, but given how 
much more was to follow, it doesn't really matter.

Mal replaced Brad and Wayne took over from George after 
he had Jenna crying out in passion before filling her 
to the hilt. I could barely stand it. By the time Jerry 
and Steve had taken their turns, both girls were 
looking decidedly "used" but far from expended.

Wayne sobered us all up. "Jenna," he said, "Get on the 
bed with your sister and suck her tits." Kylie gasped 
this time but as Jenna climbed up beside her, she made 
no attempt to dissuade her younger sister from her 
course. Kneeling beside Kylie, Jenna simply inclined 
her head to her breasts and began nuzzling and sucking 
her. 

Both girls were lost in their own little world as 
everyone moved up for a closer look. So natural and 
wondrously hot was it, I wondered if they had actually 
done this to each other at home in their own bedrooms. 
I found myself wishing that they had! Kylie was moaning 
with pleasure and as both girls began rubbing and 
fingering each other's pussy, life was really good 
there for a while.

Writhing about as they were center-quilt, more than one 
observer wanked a stream of cum across whichever bottom 
or shoulder was the nearest at that particular moment, 
while others called out such intimate suggestions as 
"Make her cum Kylie," or "Fuck her harder Jenna." They 
were so damn compliant!

How much time had elapsed I had no idea but the clock 
was ticking. The men swapped girls, then as happened 
with Brianna, Jerry, Brad and Mal pulled Jenna into the 
huge bed and Steve, Wayne and George dragged Kylie to 
the little ante-room where a single bed was waiting. 

Jerry, ever the smart one, took up central position 
with Jenna on top of him by the looks of it, the other 
two either side. In the other bed, tight as it must 
have been, George appeared to be fucking Kylie as she 
lay face-down on top of him while the other two took 
their pleasures with whatever they could reach. 

It was a re-enactment of my hottest fantasies... both 
daughters being multiply fucked and fondled while I 
watched – well sort of. From the far room, Kylie was 
crying out as Wayne, now beneath her in the center of 
the bed, was fucking her without mercy. One can only 
guess what the other two were doing to her beneath the 
blankets.

"Have these girls ever sucked cock?" said Brad 
suddenly... "I'd really like to have Jenna do that to 
me." I gulped... Oh! not that! Has God no mercy? Kylie 
was dragged in from the other room, fingermarks evident 
all over her breasts and streaks of cum in the 
naughtiest of places. 

In less time than it took to undress them in the first 
place, both girls were made to kneel on the main bed 
right alongside each other. Jerry knelt down in front 
of Kylie holding his erection just inches from her 
face, Brad grabbed Jenna's hair and pulled her head 
down towards his cock. Both girls took hold of the 
erections confronting them and began sucking for all 
they were worth. Having walked over to the bed, I had 
to extricate my own erection and commence a program of 
relief in view of the tableau in my midst. 

Mal obviously mesmerised by Jenna's hot little bottom 
virtually jiggling in his face as she sucked and wanked 
Brad, got on the bed behind her and slipped his cock 
easily up into her pussy. This had the effect of 
engaging hyperdrive as she sucked Brad harder and began 
moaning as he thrust up into her. Steve saw no reason 
not to make equal use of Kylie's unattended rear end 
and kneeling behind her, he too embarked on a course of 
intense vaginal therapy. The other two simply began 
rubbing and pulling whichever tits were within reach. 

The entire bed was alive with sexual passion. Brad was 
the first to unravel and jetted one hell of a stream of 
sticky white goo into Jenna's mouth. That which she 
failed to swallow, he left on her face as a reminder of 
what can happen when you are a hot little teenage 
tease. Mal had his own little party, jerking like a 
marionette as he ploughed Jennas hot little cunt 
(disgusting terminology I realise, but at that 
second... what else could you call it?). Excess cum, he 
left as a calling card, dripping over her bottom 
cheeks. 

Jerry meanwhile had relined Kylie's throat while Steve 
had cum for the nth time as far up her pussy as he was 
able to penetrate. In a moment of understandable 
excitement he had what looked like his cock pressing up 
hard against Kylie's bum, his red-hot intentions 
obvious, but she wriggled and briefly turned around to 
verbally deny him that most forbidden of entries. As he 
persisted, I was forced to remind him, "My daughter 
said no Steve!" So fascinated with the mass activity 
had I been, attention to my own personal crisis had 
been delayed and now I was forced to call time-out.

Someone announced "ten minutes left."

Jerry's suggestion of "Let's fuck them in the shower?" 
met with universal approval, and in any event, they 
couldn't go downstairs looking like they did. 

Now, Warwick had one doozey of a shower-recess it 
should be made clear. Well able to hold four or five 
people in a pinch, excuse the pun. Kylie was bundled-in 
under the steaming water first with Jerry, Wayne and 
Mal. Myself, Jenna and the other three remained outside 
with an uninterrupted view of all active participants. 

As they began soaping-up Kylie between them, Jerry 
attending to her breasts, Wayne having lots of fun 
slipping the soap up between her legs and Mal making 
sure she had the cleanest little bottom in the State, 
Jenna shivered – I was holding her against me. 
Completely unrelieved of course, the sight of her hot 
little naked breasts jiggling in front of me was just 
making things worse. 

She looked up at me and whispered. "I wish you'd made 
love to me dad!" (Neither of them use the "f" word 
except when taken to the heights of passion. Then, in 
Jenna's case it seems to flow like honey)

"Don't worry sweetheart," I told her, "Soon as I get 
you both home... it's gonna be very messy!" She giggled 
and held on to me, eyes back now on her sister's 
progress. 

You wouldn't think you can do too much with a girl 
under a shower in five minutes... you'd be wrong. Kylie 
was fucked standing up, face to the glass (damn was 
that hot!) up against the tiles while two of them held 
her, even on her knees beneath the cascading water. 
They had their moneys-worth let's say. I'm not saying 
they all came in her... I doubt collectively they had 
enough left to cum in a goldfish! But she got it every 
which way.

Fortunately, towels were not in short supply. One 
presumes Warwick had planned for such an eventuality. 
As Kylie was dragged out, I wrapped her in a huge 
bathrobe and held her to me. She just looked up at me 
and whispered "Do you still love me dad?" I didn't even 
bother answering that one. My kissing her did!

Jenna meanwhile, was being pulled beneath the shower by 
the other three, all of whom were now quite obviously 
naked. I had a momentary sighting of Steve's cock, the 
first clear view I'd had of it... it was a monster. 
They took her much the same route. George was rather 
tenderly soaping her breasts (He's quite besotted with 
Jenna's nipples I've noticed) while Brad was kneeling 
in front of her and from what I can see, was preferring 
to clean her pussy with his tongue rather than anything 
else.

Steve took up the rear so to speak and I couldn't 
really see what he was doing, but I have the strongest 
of suspicions he was using the soap to facilitate 
digital entry in a very naughty spot. Jenna didn't seem 
to mind, although so taken-up was she in kissing George 
and the sensations being afforded her young body, I 
hardly think she would have minded anything much.

With the seconds ticking down, all three began fucking 
her quickly. George had her kneeling on the tiles, Brad 
with her back up against the glass. God, how hot did 
her little bum look squashed up there as he thrust into 
her? Steve closed-out the show having the other two 
hold her up fully suspended, her legs pulled wide apart 
while he got that huge cock into her with seemingly 
little trouble. 

Even above the noise of the water, I could hear Jenna 
almost screaming-out for him to fuck her harder. Steve 
didn't disappoint and even through the steam I saw him 
jerk like crazy as he came in her... God knows what 
with.

Kylie had herself pretty much dry by this stage except 
for her hair and no sooner had they turned the shower 
off, than we all heard the bell sound. I wrapped Jenna 
in a large towel and I have to say, though clean as all 
hell, she was looking the worse for wear... although 
smiling still... the cheeky little slut!

Kylie brought both their sets of undies in from the 
bedroom and we made them dress in front of us. Had 
there been even another two minutes I figure both girls 
would have been back in that bed having their bras and 
knickers ripped-off again. Damn, I think I would have 
been the first one in the bed.

Both daughters were walking quite gingerly. "God, I'm 
so sore dad," said Jenna patting her little pussy 
through her skirt rather daintily. "Me too," agreed 
Kylie, zipping up her skirt and shaking her hair. I 
told you before I think, nothing sexier than a girl 
with wet hair. Doubly so with two of them!

"Don't worry girls," I told them, "Soon as we get home, 
I have heaps of cream you can use." Jenna giggled, 
despite her condition. "Course, I'll need to rub it on 
for you," I added, "I know exactly how to do it." Kylie 
dug me in the ribs. God I love them both!

As we exited the room, steam filtering out as far as 
the hallway, we ran into the other players. Hell, if I 
thought Jenna looked unsteady on her feet – you should 
have seen Tanya. Obviously without the benefit of a 
shower herself, she was having to be supported by two 
of the men. Her hair was in total disarray, dried cum 
quite evident in places. Her skirt was crushed and her 
top torn slightly near the neckline. Her face was 
flushed and she looked to have been the victim of a 
particularly nasty gang-rape. 

I figure that wasn't too far off the mark either. Her 
pussy must have been either swollen of sore as all hell 
as she kept holding the front of her skirt as she 
walked. Damn and she is only thirteen too. I hoped that 
they really hadn't hurt her, although to be honest her 
expression was one of satisfaction, rather than fear 
and trepidation.

Little Cathy however was sauntering along like she'd 
just been on a hot shopping trip. It was the men who 
looked like they'd been through the wringer. Sure, her 
clothes were in need of pressing and her legs 
definitely in need of a hot face-washer given the 
amount of dried cum around her thighs, just below the 
hem of those cute hotpants. I would love to have known 
just how much was out of sight, not to mention its 
location! Something told me her knickers contained some 
very sticky secrets – front and back. I have to 
inveigle my way into her next performance if possible!

Well needless to say, on our return to the marquee, the 
"twins" especially pulled in more than their fair share 
of stares, many of whom I imagine would have given 
their life-savings for a video-replay. Larissa came 
over and gave me a welcome cuddle.

"Did it all go Ok?' she asked rather naively.

"Well in as much as they're still walking, yeah, I 
guess." I replied. "But I'm going to have to take them 
home now for a rest because they really are a bit 
sore." I added. "Sure you can understand that!" I 
teased her.

She reddened a little, "Oh, that's cruel Noel." I 
kissed her.

"Will you call me this time?" I asked. She nodded. Just 
then George walked over and put his arm around Jenna.

"Thanks so much – both of you," he said. I hope you 
come to our place Saturday week... will you be?" Both 
Jenna and Kylie looked up at me. "Can we dad? 
Pleaaaaase?" they willed it in unison.

"Well let's just get them home and rested," I said, 
"I'll talk it over with them George and let you know in 
a few days... OK?' Kylie looked at me with that "How 
easy is this gonna be?" look, that she does so well.

Quite a few other people were making a move too, so 
hugging Larissa once more and whispering "I love you 
sweetie," to which her eyes returned the sentiment in 
full, we made our way back to the car.

If their mind was even halfway on the same track as 
mine, we were in trouble. 

There was quite a bit of giggling on the way home. 
Every time I glanced in the rear vision mirror, one of 
them was recalling some detail and relaying it to the 
other. Whether intentional or not, the way Jenna was 
sitting was providing me with more than a flash of blue 
cotton undies. I noticed her hand strayed in that 
direction quite frequently.

Knowing the other two were out till late, it occurred 
to me we had the house to ourselves for quite a while. 
Once inside, they headed off to their rooms... almost 
reluctantly I felt. Someone had to say something!

"You want I should bring that cream up girls?" I called 
out up the stairs.

Definite laughter. "Oh, yes please dad," Jenna called 
down. 

Fetching out a tube of Savlon antiseptic gel from the 
medicine cabinet we kept in the kitchen, I wasn't 
exactly tardy scaling the stairs. Both of them were 
sitting prettily on Jenna's bed.

"Er, well how are we going to handle this?" I 
tentatively asked. "Can't do it with your panties on 
kids," 

Kylie looked at me squarely. "Hmmm, well I guess you'll 
have to take them off then daddy." And with that she 
parted her legs giving me the hottest of views of her 
little g-string. 

As I reached upwards I could feel the heat between her 
thighs. I just rested my hand on the front of her 
panties and she wiggled her hips a little and made a 
few unintelligible noises. I took hold of the elastic 
and pulled them down as she lay back on the bed. Right 
before me, her beautiful pussy which was a little puffy 
and red. Even hotter though she still had cum trickling 
out of it. 

Jenna was breathless with anticipation and had pulled 
her own skirt up.
"Take mine off too dad," she whispered. It was the work 
of but five seconds. Her pussy was if anything a bit 
redder. As she lay back beside her sister they once 
again held hands wanting I knew what I wanted more than 
anything.

Freeing up my erection which was in a state of demonic 
need by now, I took hold of Jenna's legs and just 
pulled her to the very edge of the bed, her pussy 
inches from my face. Before anything however I had a 
job to do. Squeezing a healthy amount of gel from the 
tube right on to her sore labia, the sudden coldness 
made her gasp. I began to softly work it the length of 
her slit rubbing it in gently on both sides.

"Ohhh that is so nice dad," she muttered, barely 
audibly. I continued rubbing it in, squeezing a little 
more from the tube. Her pussy was glistening now and as 
I slipped inside she began to moan softly, Kylie held 
her hand tighter... 

"Fuck her dad," she whispered to me... "Just gently,"

Kneeling up I placed the head of my erection right at 
her entrance and so wet and creamy was she, it just 
slipped in.

"Am I hurting you sweetheart?" I said, leaning over her 
and just pushing deeply inside her. It felt like 
heaven. Better than any time before with anyone. Even 
Jenna herself. She shook her head.

"If feels so nice dad," her eyes were looking dreamy 
already. As I pushed in even deeper, kneeling a little 
higher, she spread her legs to the maximum, just 
murmuring "fuck me dad," over and over. So much cum was 
still in her it drove me crazy and I began to really 
deep-fuck her. So overheated was I, I even asked Kylie 
to get her tits out which she did simply by pushing her 
top and bra up. I made her suck her sister while I 
fucked her like a deranged lunatic. 

Jenna herself was totally on heat herself and started 
whimpering all sorts of nonsense. The combination of 
Kylie's deep sucking and my cervix-splitting thrusts 
took her right to the edge quickly and she came even as 
I pumped her full of hot though loving cum of my own. 
She just lay there, hands on her pussy looking sated as 
all hell. A steady white stream leaked out and down her 
thighs.

So hot now I was certifiable, I pulled Kylie up, turned 
her over and ordered her to get on all fours. Simply 
having to pull her skirt up to hip level now I gave her 
what I had wanted to give her all day. A majorly good 
fucking.

Sore or not, I couldn't do enough to her. However deep 
I penetrated her, however I rubbed and pulled her 
breasts – it wasn't enough for her. Like her sister she 
started pleading with me to fuck her harder – a request 
I respond really well to. I felt it build in her and 
more by luck than judgment, I hit red-line 500 exactly 
the same time she did. She clutched at her pussy as I 
filled her, just whimpering sexy little noises. 

So aroused was I, I could have taken them both once 
more, but this was well and truly enough. They were 
still but young girls and someone had to watch out for 
their welfare. They sure as hell weren't doing much of 
a job of it themselves. 

Flipping Kylie over, I lined them up side by side and 
once more reapplied finger-loads of cream across and 
inside their hot little lips. Both were wriggling with 
pleasure as I did this. Pulling their panties back up 
and Jenna's bra back down (OK, OK, yeah I did sneak a 
small kiss and fondle) I got them under the coverlet 
with difficulty. They were so emotionally and 
physically overloaded at that stage, sleep was what 
they needed more than anything – certainly no more 
stimulation. I kissed them both and left the room.

Once again, time and space have conspired to defeat me 
here. Seems after all, the more recent events chez 
George are gonna have to wait till next time.

(c) Peter_Pan http://www.lulu.com/content/106537

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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