When he came back he couldn't believe the sight before his eyes. I had taken my night shirt off and was playing with my big tits. I didn't care about ...hat I was doing. I looked at Dad's crotch and saw that he was getting a hard-on. I didn't say anything as he went and sat on the sofa. I then proceeded to play with my pussy, and because the TV wasn't on Dad could hear the squelching noises coming out of my very wet cunt. I could see that now he was looking at me and his erection was getting. Fuck me daddy. That was the last straw. My dad threw me over his shoulder and rushed into his room. He shoved the door open and flung me across the bed. It smelled like jasmine and honey&hellip,my mothers shampoo. Look what you do to me, he screamed. My legs were thrown over my head as he aimed his cock at my pussy, holding my legs with one hand and his cock with the other. Look at what youve made me do. On my marriage bed. His voice was broken, almost as if he was holding back tears. Just then. "I am sorry to hear that." It's not right." It is what it is." She shrugged. "I did not put a gun to your head and tell you to sleep with me." My academic success didn't hinge on whether or not I accepted your seduction."Viktoriya shrugged. "If she does not want to do it, then she does not want to do it. There are other girls who do not have such moral hesitations. I know for a fact that one of his other students currently makes frequent visits to his office – and to his home – and I am fairly. You seem to have a very healthy penis, but obviously something isn't working." If I had a functional cock, it would have been raging and dripping precum. But now it sat against my thigh sadly. "Are you sexually active at all, Bianca?"I thought back to my first encounter with Sara in the Paradise Restaurant bathroom, plowing her pussy while her futa cock flopped against her stomach. I thought about the time I fucked Elizabeth, the waitress, and how my cock slid into her tight asshole. I.