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“I think my little nympho needs her rest now”, he stated, as he picked me up and carried me to our tent, while bidding good night to his friends. As I slipped down under my unzipped my sleeping bag, warm semen was still trickling out from my hole. I couldn’t be bothered to Hot Babes even try to care enough to find something to wipe it away with. Drifting off into sleep almost instantly, I could feel how Daddy crept close and started to spoon me after he had blackened the lantern and closed the tent. His thing was prodding into my butt. Without any apparent hesitation he slid into my hole yet again. Sort of annoyed at Hardcore Sex this point, as I seemingly had been on the verge on entering the blessed realm of the Sandman, I was instead being kept awake by the thrusting coming from behind. I moved my upper body away from him to escape his hot breathing on my neck. Thinking that he could have my ass, but my head needed rest, I arched Asian Porn my back and nudged my butt against his groin. As if in mutiny against my plans of trying to sleep even though I was being mounted from the side, my body was sending ever stronger signals of enjoyment and that this was something to be a part of – something to delight in. Seemingly waiting for me to notice it, my boyhood was stiff, almost aching to interracial sex be noticed. When I started to yank on it with one hand, Dad had apparently detected this, as he reveled in this new development. His low, rumbling moans became mixed with whisperings about how good I was, how nice I felt, and so on and so forth. What I suppose could have been perceived as gently, somewhat carefully exploring me with his dong, had turned into something more lascivious. Fueled by Daddy being inside of me, being one with me, I was overcome by passion and felt myself unrelentingly getting driven towards climaxing from behind, from inside, while touching myself. I had trouble understanding everything that he was whispering to me. My focus was on meeting his thrusts with my butt and tugging at my prick. Through groans, whimpers, moans and whining, it was all I could do to repeatedly reply “Daddy… yes” to his ecstatic whispering, to acknowledge that he was to keep going at me, keep going back and forth into me. With toe-twisting and mind-bending ecstasy, I reached the finish line and through significant convulsions of my whole, petite and undeveloped body, I shot several streams from the tip of my boysnake. Not failing to perceive this, my father appeared to relish the realization that he had “fucked his princess ‘til she came”, and with increased alacrity his piece was having even more of my ass than before. Swiftly but forcefully my innards were then filled up with his manjuice. I awoke the next day with a splitting headache and an equally aching and sore posterior. The sun was high on the sky. My throat was parched and my bladder full to the point of feeling like it was going to burst. Blessedly, Dad had some aspirin brought along which alleviated my discomfort - at least a little bit. My memories were a bit hazy from what had happening during the night. Oh, I knew that I had had sex – but the details seemed foggy. I could also remember being awoken during the night and early hours of the morning, from someone being on top of me; being inside of me. Flashes and vague memories came crawling back of how I had been intimate with all the men there. Had that really happened? My hurting body told me that it had. Eating a late brunch, during which my head felt momentarily better, the atmosphere was strange. No longer doubting that they had seen me naked, and vice versa, and that they had all been with me, I could not help but to feel nervous, self-conscious and awkward. It felt like what had happened, had happened to someone else. Reginald didn’t exactly make it better by incessantly asking if I was “okay?”. I was still so very tired, and just slept outside on a blanket, face shaded by a baseball cap, until everything had been packed up and we were ready to journey home. During the walk back, I was dragging my feet all way it seemed like. Lee wanted to “have some fun” along the footpath before we reached the hiking trail - which would take us back to the parked car - but Dad insisted that I’d be allowed to recuperate. This did not, however, stop Daddy from encouraging me to please him with my mouth as we came home and showered properly for the first time in a week - this time together, as would become customary for us thereafter. 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