Chapter 7

Yvonne and her parents were having a rollicking good time. Nina had brought a few strap-ons for the trip and was putting one to good use now, burying it repeatedly in her daughter’s pussy as Yvonne squirmed and moaned around her father’s cock--which was shoved deep into her throat.

Theirs was a most unusual spectacle. Jules Gallagher was lying back on the table, his daughter’s face between his legs and his cock sucked into her mouth. Nina had used the same approach with Yvonne as Jack had with Minnie--she went in with the dildo while Yvonne’s ass was in the air. Meanwhile, Nina was using one hand to grasp her daughter’s hips (to better shove the vibrating strap-on in) while using a small vibrator of her own with the other hand.

Such a scenario may sound very unusual and uncomfortable to most people, but to those three Gallaghers, it was wonderful.

Cal Fontz walked by, looking concerned. He was still stroking his cock with one hand and had long ago achieved another full erection. Just raring to go. A vein pulsed on one side of his cock.

‘Have any of you seen my daughter?’ He asked the three. Nina pointed with her hand held vibrator, too distracted for words, and he set out in that direction.

‘Margo, ‘ Cal said softly to his daughter, kneeling by her distraught, curled up form. ‘What’s the matter, sweetheart?’

‘Oh, Daddy, ‘ she said quietly. ‘I don’t want to do any of this.’

She pulled her head from her arms to look at Cal, and then cringed when she saw that he was still naked--and intently jerking at his cock while he stared at his daughter thoughtfully.

‘Come here, ‘ he finally said, as though making a decision. Reluctantly, Margo did.

Cal pulled his daughter in for a comforting hug. When it was over, he took her face in his hands and kissed it--everywhere, ending with several soft kisses to her mouth. She protested then, moaning, ‘Isn’t this wrong? Isn’t it wrong?’

‘No, no, honey, baby. It’s not wrong at all, Margo, ‘ Cal explained. ‘We’ve prayed. Don’t you love me? Let me teach you how to make love. It will feel very good when we’ve finished, I promise you that. It’s time to face adulthood, my daughter.’

When she said nothing, he tipped her chin up, leaning in and pressing his lips softly to her own. After that, full kisses were hard to come by, for he teased her mercilessly, leaning in close, opening his lips but neither placing them on hers nor putting his tongue in her mouth.

Cal pulled his daughter onto his lap as he kissed her, and when he removed her shirt, there was absolutely no protest. Leaning down, he skillfully captured Margo’s nipple in his mouth, suckling sweetly. She gasped at the sensation, and especially at his attention to the other breast as well.

Cal was nothing but gentle. He reached one hand down to the front of her pants to rub teasingly.

Soon, at his tender caresses, Margo was writhing and restless.