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I wanted to hiss at her like a wild cat. I knew my daddy had to be fucking her. How could he not? Not only was Mom busy being a lawyer, but Vanessa was so perfectly made, those breasts stretching out that tight gown, her hips curved. She was built to be fucked. I wanted Daddy to fuck me! “It's good to see you, Maria,” Bill said, the plump man's eyes falling hungry on me. He didn't care that my father was standing beside me; he just wanted to enjoy my body. I gripped Daddy's arm tighter. He could look, but there was only one man that I wanted fucking me. I endured the small talk, the men ignoring Vanessa and me as they talked about plans to make money, of course. Various government projects my father could sponsor that would enrich this or that business concern. A stream of these sort of men flowed to my father, understanding the power he wielded in the California legislature. And he was going far. Next year, he'd make his bid for the U.S. senate. The incumbent, Senator Nancy Lipton, was retiring and the Democratic National Committee wanted Daddy to run in her place. Then Daddy would gain even more power. I caught a glimpse of my mother drifting through the party, her pregnant paralegal, Mrs. Elliston, striding beside her. A naughty shiver ran through me. If Clint could knock up his mother and sisters, then I could have my daddy's baby. He blowjob could breed my young pussy. “Senator Reenburg,” Clint said. I was shocked to see the guy who had thrown my college into such wild delight this year here at the party. He strode up to my father with all titty fuck the confidence of far more powerful, and influential, men. “It's a pleasure to meet you.” “Please, please, call me Will,” Daddy said with that affable ease. It was like he was saying, “I might be a politician, but I'm still one of the regular people.” The pair shook hands, Clint's looking strong, powerful. A tingle of lust shot through me. Outside of any incestuous relationships, Clint would be a busty man I would consider fucking. He always had a harem of pretty girls around him. His sisters, those Japanese twins he big knocked up, even his own aunt, one of my college professors. “You enjoying the party, son?” Daddy asked. “I bet it's a bit different from the parties you attend.” A naughty glint flashed in Clint's eyes. “Sir, you'd be surprised just how different from the parties at my house.” A tingle rippled through me. He fucked girls. Lots of girls. “You look like a man with a question,” my father continued. “Spit it out. I'm not one for all that tits bullshit about beating around the bush.” He spoke like he was saying, “I'm not like those other politicians that try to fuck your daughter while picking your pocket.” “Gay marriage,” Clint said, which had me blinked. “What are your thoughts?” “That it was a shame that it took so long to be legalized,” my daddy said like he hadn't opposed it once when he was much younger, shifting as the mood in California, and the rest of the nation, changed. Oh, fuck! Through her pain, big she looked at me as though my skin were titty fuck still green from that experiment that had gone awry at the Mage’s College in Winterhold busty a while back. “Uuuughn fuck,” I moaned, “Oh God, I’m such a horny slut.” I arched my back tits as he pounded me, the table creaking louder. Double penetration, two cocks at the same time last night, was exciting and now I saw what Johns view was in my office. Maybe, she thought as she started using her hand to follow her lips along Sam’s saliva-slick shaft, this was their way of testing the waters, to see if she’d be down for a three-way. I can't work with blowjob her. A man who controlled his own destiny. Sam threw herself down beside me, the bed squeaking. I was at his house when an envelope caught my eye. THE END “Don’t you dare move that,” the Trainer warned.