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She was breathing heavily through her nose and making little high-pitched grunting noises as she tried to keep her father’s cock down her throat. Dan smiled and patted her head. I started sucking furiously, my head working back and forth on the cock. “That’s right, Mommy,” said Jill. “Are you okay, sweetie?” I asked. “You’re such a good little girl,” I murmured into her ear. Still hovering over Jill on the bed, I looked over my shoulder for my husband. “Are you okay, sweetie?” I asked. She moaned, her eyes half-closed in exhaustion. Instinctively, she reached over to move her father’s hand away and began stroking his cock as she looked at me. Unlike our daughter, I was used to the thickness and length of my husband’s cock, and knew how to widen my jaw and open my throat to this monster.
