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You?d have thought that a sixteen-year-old insatiable nymphomaniac with her father?s cock deep in her pussy, fucking her on the chaise longue would be enough for any girl. You?d be wrong! Very wrong indeed.I don?t know what it is, but a good hard fuck just makes me want more. The dirtier and more deprived the sex, the better it is.I was happy when I got his attention; standing at his working-from-home office doorway. Admittedly, I was topless with a skimpy pair of knickers hiding my modesty, but as a family, we always wander around the home half-naked.Father was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, and clicking away on his computer.?Watching porn are you?? I asked.He looked sideways at me but said nothing. I grinned back at him, bit my lower lip for effect and raised my fingers to pinch my nipple.?You or mum, who?s it to be?? I teased him.?Don?t you have homework to do, young lady,? he retorted.?Done that, now I?m bored.?*I could see him contemplating the answer that I knew was coming. I let him ponder for a little longer while I leaned into the door frame and pulled on both nipples, causing me to gasp out loud. I looked like a wanton bitch on heat.Father pushed his chair away from the desk and looked towards me. He didn?t need to say anything, and I nonchalantly sidled up to him and placed my hand on his hard cock beneath his shorts. We kissed briefly, only to allow his free hand to grope my dangling tits. With his other hand, he managed to unzip his shorts allowing Antep Escort me to grasp his cock and pull it through the opening.Turning the swivel chair towards me, I knelt on the floor between his legs. His face was a picture. I looked into his eyes as I sank my lips over his bulbous head and started sucking his knob.It was all I needed to get my juices flowing, and it was less than ten seconds before I was slurping and swallowing his cock.?You?re up early??The voice behind me was my mother?s, she had just finished her shower, and obviously felt the need to comment as she was passing the study. I wasn?t sure whether she was talking to father or me, but I continued to swallow his cock and get it as far down my throat as I could manage. Father?s hand on the back of my head helped a little.?Fuck, she?s good, how did we manage to raise such a wanton cock-sucker?? he replied.Mother didn?t reply or at least didn?t say anything that I could hear over the muffled sounds of mild gagging.I pulled father?s cock free of my mouth, grasped it hard and started to pump it in earnest. I wanted his spunk and I knew, deep down, he wanted to give it to me. Let?s be honest, he was gagging for it too. I glanced behind me, but mother was nowhere to be seen. I was half expecting her to be standing there with her cunt full of fingers, but she wasn?t. My mouth resumed its work on father?s bulbous head, and I tossed him off while my other hand tugged hard on his heavy Antep Escort Bayan balls, as if I was trying to pull them free of his body.It wasn?t long before the waft of sizzling bacon filled my nostrils and the steamy globs of sperm filled my mouth. I had him. I only wish that moment could have been filmed because I love the sudden release of spunk into my mouth when my hands are busy on the bloke?s shaft. I love it when my mouth is full of creamy goo and there is nowhere for it to go but downwards.It was a very fruitful morning because father seemed to just pour it down my throat, and it wasn?t like he hadn?t been milked the night before. After swallowing his load, I lifted my head to smile at his contorted features. He was still gasping and making faces, even after he was spent. I licked his cock for a little while, but the smell of bacon from the kitchen was calling me. I nodded to the door and he understood.I got up and made to leave with only the slightest dribble of spunk escaping the side of my mouth. Every good little girl lets a few drops slip past her lips just so she can scoop it with her finger and push it back in. Father loves watching me do that.?Bring that with you,? I told him as if he could ever leave it behind.There was a brief interlude in the kitchen while we sat around the breakfast bar chatting and stuffing our faces with bacon sandwiches and drinking coffee. All the while, father?s cock was protruding from his Escort Antep shorts. How it never got hard with the sight of mother and me topless was beyond me.A smile crossed my face and I grabbed the tomato sauce bottle. I squeezed a portion over my father?s cock and started to giggle. Slipping off the stool, I once more started to suck cock and I gathered up the tomato sauce before it had a chance to stain his shorts. I think he was grateful for that.It wasn?t long before I was pulling him into the lounge, heading for the chaise longue that we have against one wall with the mirror behind it. It?s my favourite fucking stool, on all fours watching myself in the mirror while father fucks me from behind. We?ve made a few videos of it but haven?t been brave enough to share them on social media yet. I love watching myself climax, if I remember to, normally I shut my eyes when I orgasm, but on the few occasions when I kept them open I was rewarded with an even more powerful orgasm. I think it?s the realisation that I?m watching and feeling a climax at the same time.*This morning was going to be different, I pushed father onto the chaise longue, manhandled his cock until it was erect and straddled him. No finesse, there was no need for any. I was a horny bitch that needed cock. The feel of his hot meat sinking into my cunt should have been enough to bring me off, but I needed to ride him hard. Like I said earlier, hot, dirty, filthy sex normally gets me wanting more.With father flat out on his back I sank on his cock until it was all the way inside my needy cunt, and then I started to roll my ass on his thighs. The feeling was wonderful. I felt an orgasm building almost instantly; not surprising from my wanton behaviour earlier.