They went into the bathroom and Danielle immediately bent over to the sink and spit out some of her dad's come.

"Sorry," Mandy said in a low voice.

"Sokay," Danielle replied. She sounded like she was about to cry. "Does it always taste that gross?"

"Yeah, but you get used to it."

Mandy twisted the faucet and water gushed into the sink. She stood by and watched as Danielle brushed her teeth, not once but twice. She was happy to see that, despite how she'd sounded earlier, Danielle hadn't cried. Mandy didn't think she'd be able to stand that.

Once Danielle was done brushing her teeth the girls reentered the living room. Danielle went directly over to the refrigerator in the kitchenette and got out a small bottle of orange juice.

"Get me a beer too," her dad called from the sofa.

She grabbed a beer and brought it over to her dad. Mandy had stopped near the sofa and waited for Danielle to sit down before she sat next to her.

"No," Paul said. "Get on the other side. I want one of you on each side of me."

Mandy got up and went over to the other side, sat down again.

"Good." Paul put his arm around her, pecked her on the cheek, then with his other hand he pointed the remote at the TV and the sitcom that had been on the screen was suddenly replaced by a very different scene.

It was a dim, grainy video of a girl, about twelve years old, sitting on a sofa, nude, and playing with herself. She had long dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail, and Mandy thought she was sort of pretty. The camera was to her side, shooting her in profile, and as they all watched she became more excited as she fondled her tiny breasts with one hand and moved her other hand rapidly back and forth between her thin widespread legs.

"I already know how to do that," Danielle said in a small voice.

"Hush," her dad said. "Just keep watching."

After a long boring minute of the girl playing with her pussy, the camera finally pulled back a bit and suddenly there was another naked girl on the screen. She was blonde, not very pretty, and she looked a year or two older than the girl on the sofa; she had breasts that were slightly larger, and hair between her legs. The girl on the sofa stopped masturbating as the blonde girl knelt down on the floor between her knees. They both looked at the camera, then the blonde girl leaned forward, placed her hands on the brownhaired girl's thighs, and began to lick the girl's pussy.

"Oh," Danielle said.

She and Mandy looked at each other for a moment before turning their attention back to the screen.

The blonde girl lapped at the other girl's pussy like a cat drinking milk. She didn't look very happy about what she was doing, and the brownhaired girl just watched her with a blank expression on her face. The camera zoomed in for a close up of the blonde girl's tongue licking at the slight line of the brownhaired girl's pussy; then, after about half a minute, the blonde girl stopped licking and stuck her forefinger between the other girl's smooth hairless lips. She pushed her finger in and out as she resumed licking, this time focusing on the girl's clit. The camera panned back out, and now Mandy could see that the blonde girl was also rubbing herself between her legs. The brownhaired girl still showed no sign of enjoying herself.

The video lasted for another minute or so before the screen suddenly went black. Paul used the remote to turn the TV off, then asked, "Well, what did you girls think of that?"

"It was weird," Danielle answered. "Why would those girls do that? Are they lesbians?"

"Of course they are, sweetheart. Why else would they be having sex with each other?"

Mandy thought, 'Maybe because their dads made them,' but she didn't say anything.

"And that's what I want you girls to do," Paul went on. "I want you and our little friend Scarlett to make love to each other." He looked at Mandy. "You've had sex with girls before, right?"

"Yes," Mandy lied.

"Great. Then you can show my little girl here how to do it." Paul got up from the sofa and went back over to his desk. He opened a drawer and brought out a camcorder. He held it up as if he was showing it to them and said, "And while you're doing it, I can tape it."

Mandy and Danielle looked at each other again. Danielle shrugged her shoulders and said, "I guess it could be fun."

"I guess," Mandy replied.

"Then let's get going," Paul said. "Why don't you girls take your clothes off. Or better yet, undress each other." He brought his camera up in front of his face and looked through the viewfinder. "Come on, girls."

Mandy and Danielle stood up and faced each other. Danielle looked like she had no idea what to do, so Mandy decided to start. She reached over and began to unbutton Danielle's blouse. Both girls watched her small hands as they unfastened each button, all the way down to the last one, then pulled her blouse open to reveal Danielle's small round breasts.

"Beautiful," Paul said. "Touch them, Scarlett."

Mandy brought her hands up and placed them on Danielle's breasts. She was surprised by how soft and warm they were, even though she'd touched her own breasts countless times. She sort of petted them, then tried to cup each of them in her hands, but her hands were at the wrong angle to really do that.

"Now, kiss them," Paul said from behind his camera.

Mandy leaned forward and placed a kiss on each one of Danielle's breasts.

"God, that's gorgeous. Now finish taking her clothes off. But leave her shoes and socks on."

Mandy did as he directed, pushing Danielle's blouse back over her shoulders, then letting it slip down her arms and drop to the floor. Then she unfastened and unzipped the girl's skirt and let it fall to the floor too. Danielle stepped out of it, then Mandy grasped the waistband of Danielle's panties and, dropping to one knee, she pulled them down Danielle's slender legs to her ankles. She couldn't help noticing as she did so that Danielle had a tiny patch of pubic hair on her pussy, the same pretty brown as the hair on her head.

Once Danielle had stepped out of her panties and was nude except for her shoes and socks, Mandy stood back up and, with the prompting of her dad, Danielle undressed Mandy in the same fashion.

Now both girls stood in front of the sofa facing each other, completely naked except for Danielle's shoes and socks and Mandy's boots. They shyly examined each other's bodies as Paul moved around the room, filming them from several different angles.

"Okay," Paul said, "put your arms around each other and kiss."

Mandy was the first one to bring her arms up. She carefully placed her hands on Danielle's waist, then Danielle did the same to her. They moved a little closer, until their little breasts nearly touched, then Mandy pursed her lips and, leaning forward, touched them to Danielle's. Danielle tilted her head slightly, and at her dad's prompting the girls began to kiss, mashing their lips together and sliding them around.

Mandy was surprised at how nice it was to kiss Danielle. She'd only ever kissed men and boys before, never a girl. She decided, as they continued kissing, that it was just as nice as kissing a boy.

After about a minute Paul said, "You girls are doing great. Now, Danielle, I want you to sit down on the sofa and spread your legs, just like the girl you saw on TV."

The girls parted and Danielle sat down on the sofa and opened her legs.

"Okay, Scarlett, get down on your knees in front of her."

Mandy got onto her knees, and placed her hands on Danielle's thighs, just like she'd seen in the video. She took a moment to look at Danielle's pussy, since she'd never seen another girl's pussy in person before. It looked smooth and small beneath the thin veil of brown hair, and pale too; there was no redness, no puffiness, and now that she thought about it, Mandy realized she couldn't see Danielle's clit either.

'That's because she's never been fucked before,' she told herself. Danielle was a virgin.

"Okay, Scarlett," Paul said, "start licking her pussy. No, no, kiss it first, then lick it"

Mandy did as she was told, leaning down and giving Danielle a kiss, then bringing her small pink tongue out and tentatively licking her pussy. Again, she was surprised, because she'd expected it to taste bad, but in fact Danielle's pussy just tasted like skin and hair. This encouraged her, and as Paul brought his camcorder in closer she began licking Danielle between her legs just like she'd seen the blonde girl do in the video.

As Mandy lapped at Danielle's pussy she looked up to see what the girl's reaction was, wondering if she liked it. Danielle was looking back at her with a curious expression on her pretty face, and Mandy couldn't tell if she was liking it or not. She continued licking, sliding her tongue up and down along the soft crevice of Danielle's pussy, the movement of her tongue rhythmic and steady.

After another minute or so Paul told them, "Okay, girls, I want you to switch places now."

Mandy immediately got to her feet and waited for Danielle to stand up, then sat down on the sofa, scooted her butt close to the edge, and spread her legs. Danielle got down on her knees in front of her, cautiously placed her hands on Mandy's thighs. She looked at her dad, then at Mandy, then down at Mandy's exposed pussy. She pursed her lips like she was preparing to kiss somebody, then lowered her head between Mandy's legs and pressed her mouth against her pussy. Mandy felt Danielle kiss her, then in the next moment she felt her tongue moving around over her pussy lips. She traced a line with her tongue along Mandy's soft folds, then did it again, and again, lapping at Mandy the same way Mandy had lapped at Danielle.

"Oh God, that's beautiful," Paul said. "Scarlett, let me see those tits a little bit better."

Mandy propped herself up on her elbows and jutted her boobs out as best she could. When she didn't get any more direction from Danielle's dad, she returned her gaze to Danielle. She thought Danielle looked really pretty, and there was something about seeing the girl actually licking her that made her feel sort of happy, even a little excited, but the sensation of being licked really wasn't that great. It tickled a little, just like it did when men licked her, but it didn't make Mandy feel anything special. Not like when she had a good looking guy's dick in her and he was fucking her right. She didn't want to hurt Danielle's feelings, though, so after about a minute she said, "That feels nice, Danielle."

Danielle just smiled up at her sweetly and continued to lick Mandy's pussy.

After another half minute or so, Paul said, "Stick your finger in her, sweetheart. Fuck her with your finger."

Danielle continued licking, but at the same time she pushed her little forefinger in between Mandy's lips. It felt to Mandy like a little worm trying to crawl up inside her. Danielle got her finger all the way in, then began pushing it in and out slowly. She continued to lick Mandy's pussy, but because of her finger being in the way, she had to reposition her tongue, and now she was lapping at Mandy's clit. Mandy felt an immediate jolt of pleasure shoot through her and she gasped with surprise.

"You like that, huh?" Paul said.

Mandy ignored him, and Danielle's only reply was to keep licking at Mandy's clit, swirling her tongue over and around it as she fucked her with her finger. Mandy felt the pleasure growing larger and larger in her stomach and pussy, and without thinking about it she began to fondle her own breasts. She gently squeezed them, pulled on them, and pinched her nipples, helping the feelings inside of her to build and build.

"Oh, that is so sexy," Paul said from behind his camera.

It might have been the sound of Paul's voice, or the fact that he was standing there with a camcorder, making a kiddie porn video, or that he was using his own daughter to do it, or maybe all of those things, or maybe even none of those things; Mandy wasn't sure. What she was sure about was that she suddenly seemed to hit a wall that she couldn't go past. She could feel her orgasm boiling inside of her, yearning to be released, and yet it wouldn't come. And finally, despite what Danielle was doing down there, it was lost, fading away much more quickly than it had approached.

Mandy made a small mew of frustration, which Paul apparently mistook for an orgasm, because in a strained voice he said, "Oh yeah, sweetheart, come for your little girlfriend."

Danielle continued to lick her and fingerfuck her and Paul continued to record it for another half a minute or so, then Paul said, "Alright, that was absolutely amazing, girls."

He shut off his camera and placed it on his desk, then came over to where the girls were. Danielle had stopped too, although she still had her face down between Mandy's legs, and her mouth still on Mandy's pussy.

"Get up, sweetie, and sit next to Scarlett," Paul said.

Danielle did as her dad said, but just before she moved she gave Mandy another kiss on her pussy. The two girls' eyes met, and Danielle gave Mandy a very small, shy smile. Mandy returned it, feeling something very close to love swelling up in her chest.