She stood there, knees bent, squatting, but nothing happened. "Not as easy as it is in your stories, is it?" John said to me. I shook my head. "I gues... not." He leaned closer to my wife now, his face inches from hers. "Should I turn on the water? Will that help?" She stopped sobbing and sniffed hard, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. John stepped back, leaned against the wall. "We have all the time in the world, you know." She stared into his eyes with hatred and anger, her hands in. One evening was to be held a meeting with business partners again. On these occasions I always made me very pretty. Not that my husband expected of me, but I think he enjoyed it, introduce me as his wife. I never knew what people we met. Often there were Japanese and Chinese who had special interest in the trucks of our company. We were waiting at the table of fine restaurants, and it surprised me, as three black men entered the restaurant, and my husband waved to them. Dressed in their black. Soon she stretched to his size and fucking her sweet pussy felt so good. It did not take long the first time to cum. Both soon came together and cum oozed out of her hole.As he caught his breath, he told her how good she did and how much she pleased and pleasured her daddy. He would teach her many different ways to fuck daddy and they would fuck many times at night. Some nights they fucked all night, as she loved her daddy's cock. Then she just moved into her dad's bed every night. He could not. She made do with slowly examining each shot in sequence repeatedly. She desperately wanted to play the videos. It was clear that these were well thought out and pre-planned photos. A tripod by the window and a Canon camera on the bedside table perhaps the biggest clue. Clark began to appear on screen after the first half batch of Lana gradually undressing, teasing the viewer and revealing her perfect tits before getting to the grand pussy reveal. Clark appeared full frame whilst he towered over.