Elle fingered herself, keeping her orgasm climbing within her while she watched her father rhythmically fuck Isla in front of her and her mother. The woman's breasts bounced with each thrust and she continued her stream of dirty talk: "Your cum is dripping off my tongue, baby, and my belly is full of your daughter's juices, too. You're such a naughty Daddy for letting me do such disgusting things to her. That's it, Daddy, make me cum while I think about eating your baby girl's little pussy.
Elle blushed at being the subject of Isla's lewd commentary and glanced toward her mother to see if she would do or say anything about it. Instead, she noticed that Emily was aiming her phone straight at her husband as he cheated on her with another woman, recording every word.
Adrian dug his fingers into Isla's hips and moaned, "You're an irredeemable slut, Isla. You think you're so pure, but how long did it take you to get on your knees for a school girl?"
Isla thrashed her head back wantonly and noticed Elle watching them. "Your daddy's right, Elle. I'm a slut for your school girl pussy. Come down here, baby. I'm not done with you yet."
Elle's chest heaved and she slipped off the sofa. She approached Isla and began to sit next to her, but Isla said, "Stand over my face and sit down." Elle straddled the woman's head, facing her father, and crouched, lowering her tiny pussy for a reunion with Isla's mouth. As her young pussy lips parted, she felt her moisture dripping out of her. She heard Isla groan as viscous beads of fluid, mixed with more of her daddy's copious sperm, dripped freely from her opening and into the woman's mouth.
She cooed sweetly when her cunny lips made full contact with Isla's lips, but her girlish moans soon turned pornographic when Isla reached up and grabbed the cheeks of her little bottom and resumed eating her out in earnest. The girl's legs gave way to Isla's control and her light and slender body pitched forward. She leaned her hands on Isla's breasts, kneading into their pillowy softness. Isla moaned in response. Elle felt the woman's nipples stiffen under her attention and instinctively she tweaked and twisted them lightly, causing Isla to swear into her open hole.
Adrian enjoyed watching his daughter play with Isla's tits while she faced him, her pussy smearing her babysitter's face with all of its wetness and disappearing regularly beneath Isla's flicking tongue and champing lips. While he plowed his hard cock into the woman's frothing channel, he reached down to thumb her stiff clit. Isla squealed all the more at the added attention to her sensitive spot, her noises driving Adrian ever closer to his next cum.
He gazed at his daughter as she leaned forward over Isla, eyes closed and mouth agape, moaning at the woman's oral assault. From the other side of Isla's body, Adrian, too, leaned in closer to his daughter. While he thrust in and out of their family friend, he ducked towards his daughter and caught her lips with his.
Elle's eyes snapped open as she felt her father mash his face against hers in a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. His large tongue caressed her diminutive one, and she pushed hers back against it, tasting his spit. She moaned in agony as the triangle of bodies undulated in unison, pleasuring each other, one after another and back again.
Adrian could feel his cum boiling in his balls, but he sensed that Isla was close, and he hoped that he could maintain long enough to see her through her orgasm. To speed things along for her, he broke his kiss with Elle and, with his hand on the back of his daughter's neck, pulled her face down to Isla's gash.
As the small girl neared the junction where Adrian's cock pistoned in and out of Isla, Elle's eyes flicked up to her father's, unsure what he wanted her to do.
"Give Isla's clitty a suck, baby."
Elle gazed down at the woman's bared pussy, watching her father mate with the woman who was not her mother. She smelled the strong aroma of Isla's cunt wafting up with each thrust; it was not unlike her mother's, but it was also different. It was familiar. It was Isla's scent.
Isla's labia were already splayed open over her father's meat, but Elle used her fingers to pry them apart further, revealing her glistening pink insides all the more, and the glossy, bulbous nub of her clit.
Isla could feel Elle playing around with her vagina, and she moaned hoarsely at the sensation. Elle was too small for them to sixty-nine effectively, but when the little girl's pussy slid off her chin, Isla reached her fingers to Elle's gash. She attempted to plunge two inside, but Elle was too tight and Isla settled for one. "Jeez, Adrian, I can only get one finger inside the little slut. How did you manage to fit that thick slab?" Before Adrian could answer, Isla cried out, feeling Elle's tiny tongue begin to lash at her swollen clitty.
Elle savored the woman's taste while Isla made herself familiar with the girl's insides. Elle's pussy responded to the churning finger with ever more lubrication. It drooled out of her and on to Isla's tits.
As Elle licked up and down her babysitter's gash, she was face-to-face with her daddy's churning cock. She pulled back momentarily to observe his movements. He was rapid and forceful and his shaft was white and foamy with their combined fluids. Each time he plunged into her, Elle could see the outer rim of Isla's hole push in, and when he pulled out, he pulled her tight, clinging cunny along with.