I only want to ever tell you this once. Despite your sexual infidelity to mommy and your parental infidelity to me, and I might add, your other shortc...mings, I make allowances. I trust you can remember your father allowed you to progress to where you are today and supported you all the way and he’s still available to give you advice, but you rarely go near him – twice a year, he tells me.’ Duncan reacted as being aware he wasn’t dealing with a daughter, he was dealing with an out-of-control. She was a slut.Brita had loved the day and a half she’d spent in front of the cameras with Rolfe and Juul filming her slutty behavior. Eight men had fucked her, sometimes two at a time, and once three at a time, and one time to make her airtight, to our surprise and her pleasure, four at a time – ass, two in her cunt, and one in her mouth. She loved the raunchiness of the activities; she loved sex. I relished being one of the consorts that was involved in the sex with her. I also happened to. She reached down and began to wank me off at the same time, matching the rhythm of her hand to the rhythm of her hips. “And this must be what it’s like to be a gay man!” she declared, laughing. I couldn’t help laughing, too. I was getting fucked in the arse by a woman with a strap-on, and I was actually enjoying being helpless to stop it. It even felt pretty good.She seemed to be satisfied, and pulled out, getting off the bed and removing the strap-on. Then she straddled me, taking my cock. .. fuck!” Benji's hands were on her thighs, his fingers trailing slowly up. “Spread your legs, Mrs. Weiss,” he commanded, and Marissa obeyed. She was breathing so fast, it was making her dizzy; or maybe it was the crushing arousal streaking through her body. Benji's fingers continued up, and Marissa remembered that she had quite purposefully not worn underwear. Her thighs just below the apex were already slicked with her juices, and when Benji's fingers found nothing but bare, naked, wet flesh.