She pulled them out and held them up, like evidence exhibited at a trial, making Mike blush anew.

"So much spunk," Ginny sighed.

She brought the panties to her face and her tongue flicked out, slurping at the thick cum.

"Ummmm – yummy!" she purred.

Her daddy – not to mention her mother – stared at her in a dumbfounded way.

Her pink lapper slid through his creamy cum, lapping it up. She curled her tongue from her lips, letting him see the cummy film coating her taste buds. Then her throat pulsed as she swallowed some.

"Your jizz is so delicious, Daddy – I just love it! I wanna swallow a lot of it," she rasped, taunting him, dipping her tongue into the gooey pool.

Her lips formed an oval, teasing him with the prospect of plunging his prick into that moist facial fuck-hole. Her tongue slid across, dripping cum and spit down her chin.

"Eat me out – then I'll suck you," she whimpered.

What man could have resisted?

And what randy mother could have failed to watch?

Barbara didn't know which she envied more her daughter's cunt, about to get licked, or her husband's tongue, about to sink into that creamy cunt.

Mike gave a whimper, then a sigh, almost of resignation – and certainly of readiness.

He had convinced himself, abruptly, that oral sex wasn't really incest, like fucking would be.

"Yeah, honey – I'll suck your cunt," he said nervously.

And Ginny trembled in expectation. The girl moved to the bed and sat on the edge, where they could have the added pleasure of seeing themselves reflected in the big mirror. Her slim, shapely thighs were parted, her legs trailing to the floor.

She tilted her pussy up as if she were serving it to him on a tray. Her cunt slot was flooded and her pink clit was standing like a rock in a creamy tide.

Her father moved towards her, his stiff prick thrusting out, his head and shoulders thrown slightly back as if to counter-balance the weight of his big prick.