'Yeah,' Mike answered wryly. 'My daughter's foot.”
'What?' Joan asked, pushing forward. He stopped dead when he saw Micaela, Chris, and the others.
'Holy shit!' Patty yelped.
'Uh, hi there,' Micaela stammered awkwardly, wondering if she should cover her tits and her pussy with her hands.
'And just where were you headed?' Mike demanded, taking the offensive.
'Uh-out?' Micaela said hesitantly.
'Oh, Mike, cut out the forbidding father routine, will you?' Joan said, laughing.
'Where were you sneaking to, Daddy?' Gabby asked.
Mike tried to frown, but couldn't. Then he began to roar. Joan and John joined in as he took Micaela in his arms. Suddenly, Micaela began to giggle.
'What's happening?' Patty wailed.
Gabby was the first one able to control her laughter enough to clue Patty in. 'They were sneaking around to spy in the basement windows!”
'What?!' Patty screeched, outraged. 'Why that's-that's perverted. It's absolutely perverted.”
'Oh, don't be ridiculous,' Al told her, still chuckling. 'We were going to do the same thing, after all.”
Patty thought for a second, then began to laugh, just as the others stopped. Which got them all going again.
Finally, Mike beckoned to them all to follow him into the house. After raiding the refrigerator, he led the way to the basement.
Micaela was between her father and Chris on the couch. The others were sprawled all over. The rec room was carpeted with naked bodies. Micaela studied John Peterson and his lushly built wife. Micaela felt a twinge of jealousy when she saw the other woman's generous breasts and slender body.
'Well, John, what do you think of my family?” Mike asked.
'Lovely,' John answered, running his eyes over Micaela. She squirmed with pleasure.
'The men are lovely, too,' Joan said, licking her lips. 'Never seen such a fantastic bunch of bananas in my life!”
'They taste good, too,' Patty piped up, and promptly rolled over and took Al's big dick into her mouth.
Micaela felt all hot and funny. She reached over and curled her hand around Chris's pecker, then reached the other way and grabbed her father's. 'Well, who's going to be first?' she asked, her voice soft and bubbly.
Mike looked over at Chris. 'Confident, isn't she?”
'Can you blame her?' Chris asked.
Their hands reached for her breasts. Micaela leaned back as flames surged through her. They lifted and fondled her heavy jugs, struck sparks from her aching nipples. Her eyes slitted, she watched Joan Peterson and her husband begin a deep soul kiss. As they kissed, their hands probed each other's sexes. Joan was gorgeous. Micaela hoped she'd have a chance to see her father plumb Joan's fur-fringed depths with his cock.
'Why don't we flip for her?' Mike suggested.
'Flip what?' Chris asked.
'Why her, of course,' Mike chuckled. 'You want heads or tails?”
'I'm always ready for a little head!”
'I'll take tail,' Mike replied.
In a second, Micaela was face down over their laps. Her head was just above Chris's jutting hard-on. Her mouth watered and her innards knotted. She slurped on his thrusting phallus, and instantaneously tasted a hot seeping.
For a moment, her father stroked the sleek globes of her butt with his calloused hands. Then he probed into the crack of her tail. She wriggled, pushing her bottom higher.
Instead of touching her pussy as she had expected, his finger pushed against her asshole, sending delicious, searing fire through her. She moaned and spat out Chris's dork for a moment, let its sticky length rest against her cheek. She fought to release the lock on her tail. The minute she succeeded, she felt her father's finger penetrate her bung.
She recaptured Chris's cock, and sucked on it, harder. Then she rested her arms on his thighs and lower belly, and braced herself up. She angled his prick so he could see her devour it. The finger in her tail twisted deeper, and her winkie went into wild spasms, letting the invader dig inwards with slow jerks.
'Back door,' Mike granted to Chris. 'Nice and tight.”
Micaela's lust roared higher as she heard them discussing her as if she wasn't there. She began humping and squirming. She felt her father's towering erection against her belly. She shifted, and his cockhead painted her skin with crystal juices. She arched, and his cock slithered into her wiry auburn bush, probing her ravenous slit. It was the wrong angle for her to get his cock into her vagina. But she did manage to make the head jam against her clit.
'How about two fingers?' Mike asked.
'Yes,' Micaela whispered, releasing Chris's cock for a moment. 'Two fingers!”
She felt a second finger pry into her tail. The tight, rubbery ring stretched even more. The gnawing itch ate its way deeper into her innards.
'Look at Patty,' Chris groaned. Micaela shifted her head so she could watch as she swirled her tongue around the tip of Chris's dork. Patty was kneeling. She had her head on the sofa beside them. Al was behind her. His cock was a towering link between his groin and her tender tail.
'He's too big,' Mike groaned fearfully.
'No he's not,' Patty moaned. 'Oh, God, that feels great. Shove it in, Al, shove it in!”
Al shoved and his piston slowly disappeared into her backside.
'I'm still a virgin,' Patty moaned.
'I'll bet you won't be at the end of the evening,' Al snorted.
Micaela left Patty to her own concerns, and concentrated on the cock in her mouth, and the fingers up her tail. She sucked her head down on Chris's prick until the end jammed against the back of her mouth. If there hadn't been the raging pleasure from the fingers in her butt, she would have gagged.
Then her father began easing his fingers in and out of her bum, in a twisting, squirming, fucking motion. Micaela whimpered around the cock in her jaw. She was still a virgin back there. She prayed her father would get that cherry, too.
His cock was jabbing her clit blindly. Her lust flared with every blow. She scrubbed her tongue along Chris's cock.
'Aww, shit, I'm cumming,' Chris groaned.
Micaela braced herself, and collected the first sweet' spurt of his jizm on her tongue. She smeared it around the inside of her mouth, savoring the flavor of it. She let the thick goo pool in her mouth until she had a vast, hot puddle of blood-warm semen. Then she swallowed. A drop escaped her lips, oozing down Chris's prick, and over her fingers.
'She's swallowing it,' Chris moaned, and Micaela felt the fingers in her ass cramp in reaction.
Patty looked like she was unconscious. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth gaped loosely. Al was still buggering her with his titanic shaft. At the sound of Chris's words, her eyes flickered open and she watched Micaela swallow the last of Chris's jettings.
Micaela felt a cramping knot of horniness and frustration as she gulped down Chris's juices. She had been thinking of gathering a bouquet of cocks so she could stuff all her openings-and now one of them had been defused.
'Don't worry,' Mike chortled as if he had read her mind. 'He's young. He'll be ready for more in a minute.”
'That's sooner than I will be,' Patty moaned as Al’s dork erupted in her butt, hosing her tail with thick goo.
'You all right?' Mike asked.
'I'm fine,' Patty answered hoarsely. 'I’m cumming, Now shut up so I can enjoy it.”
Patty's slender fifteen-year-old body writhed in the grip of the anally induced orgasm. Chris's cock had gone limp, as if Micaela had sucked the stuffing’s right out of it. She lay her cheek on his belly and tongued his prick
