"You want to cum, whore?" Pascal snarled with delight, causing Jackline to nod breathlessly, rubbing her face into his rigid prick. She opened her mou...h to taste his rod only to be stopped by the Shifter, holding her back by her hair. Jackline whimpered and pulled against his grip. Her own braid was used as a leash."Come on!" She whined pitifully, her mind flustered with desire. "Let me have your dick! I can't take it anymore! Fuck me now!" Her struggling grew wilder with each moment, pulling. My name is Katherine Isabella. Or Kat. I am 17 years old and very mature for my age. My mother left us 3 years ago due to some guy sweeping her "off her feet". Dumb cunt. Anyway, my father is 32 years old, well built, with dark black hair and grey blue eyes which are intensely sexy. He's always spoiled me and given me everything I wanted. A gorgeous wardrobe, shoes, room and everything. He had just left for work not knowing what I was going to do. Last night I was searching on his computer. Perhaps it was something that she'd not a lot of practice at – if so, then she was a natural!Mother wanted to soak in the tub this morning, to wash up from the sex and sweat of the night before. I asked if I might sit next to her, and talk. I did not want the intimacy to end, for all to soon, I knew dad would be back. She agreed, on the condition that I bring her a large glass of orange juice and some buttered toast and feed her while she became a pink raisin. I laugh and said it was a. I was getting lost in the moment when I noticed a figure in the window. I could tell it was Mike but I surprised myself by not covering up. I continued to bring myself closer and closer to an orgasm. He just stood there and watched me through the window. He rubbed the crotch of his pants while he watched sometimes glancing at the screen and the women being pounded relentlessly. I sat there with both my holes filled and madly rubbing my clit. I stared at him as he rubbed his crotch. I was.