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This moment was, for me, a sensation like none other I had ever experienced. My daughter kissed me deeply, lovingly, while my wife, at last apparently resigned to this relationship, ever so gently stroked the child's hair, which was as long and black and thick as her own.

My cock, against my will, had popped obscenely out again from beneath my t-shirt, and was rapidly growing in plain view to its full, happy size. My right arm was extended around my wife's shoulders, my left hand was occupied with the smooth skin of my daughter's face, so it was with desperate motions of my hips that I tried, without success, to hide my twitching penis.

But there was no use, for Rachel, still locked to my lips with a growingly passionate kiss, took hold of my hard-on with her tiny hand, and began gently stroking it. I groaned a little, and tried for a moment to pull away -- I did not want to risk going further than Sarah might be comfortable going -- but then my wife placed her hand over our daughter's hand, and it was suddenly both their hands that slowly stroked my throbbing cock.

I drew back from Rachel's sweet kiss, rolled back to my original, straight position on the couch, spread out my arms across its back, and sighed, involuntarily, "Oh Jesus," as my two beautiful lovers, the younger in the older's lap, gently manipulated my stiffening manhood.

"Rachel," Sarah whispered at last. "Make love to your Daddy. I think he's been missing you."

Both of them let go of my penis, and Rachel looked sweetly into her mother's face.

"Are you sure, Mommy?" she said, innocent affection radiating from her eyes.

"Yes, sweetheart," said Sarah, quietly, a gentle smile in her eyes. "I want us all to be happy." She ran her hands once more through our daughter's hair, then -- to my surprise -- reached down to pull Rachel's t-shirt up, over her head, and off, revealing the entirety of her milky white nudity.