Paul finally realized what was going on, and sunk down, sitting on the bed, pulling his cock from his daughter's touch. Anne stood in front of Paul and quipped, "Oh, goody, your turn now."

George stood back and watched in admiration as Paul started opening the blouse that Anne wore. Slowly her cleavage gave way to the gentle slope at the top of her breasts, then as more was revealed, the fullness of tits, and the nipples were set free. Her taut brown nipples stood alert, ready to be used for pleasure. Stopping after pulling off her shirt, Paul buried his face into Anne's cleavage, kissing and licking his way...