Giving me some of the food I worked to cook for you, even off the floor, is better than I deserve. You're spoiling me letting me eat anything at all.'...So what's the fucking problem'''I'I wasn't done cooking it yet. There aren't any spices in it, and I was going to make some rice, and'''And that's my fault'''No, master. No. It's my fault.''Then shut the fuck up and let's have dinner.''Yes, master.'I pour myself a cup of coffee and hand her the plastic dish. The food in it is a disheveled clump. God! her pussy was really tight. I removed my dick and went in slowly again and again so that her opening widens a bit. She wanted to scream with pain, but I suppose she was liking it and only made slight noises.I repeated this for some time and now it was much better. It was going in much easily than earlier.Then I tried to dive deeper. With my dick head still inside her pussy, I lay over her and reached out to her lips and kissed her. I applied pressure on her pussy and tried to put my dick. I watched her eyes fall to watch my labor. She took a step into the bathroom and leaned back on the wall. I couldn’t take my eyes off her body as I stroked faster. Her panties were balled in my other fist. I watched as she pushed a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her smile was wicked, her eyes, naughty. “Put those panties down,” she whispered, “Come here and smell the real thing.”I dropped the flimsy garment and took the one step toward her. She put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me. DISC THREESadly this disc proved to be unplayable. It had acquired some serious deep scratches. What images did appear were scant and became giometric patterns that froze or just stopped playing all together. Dad was fucking mom in the ass. She was on her hands and knees and dad was behind her. The image occasionally trembled as he thrust his body into hers while trying to hold the camera steady. He withdrew his cock a moment and got a quick shot of her expanded asshole before plunging his.