I felt his balls slapping against my cunt draw close and twitch, he found a soft spot on my neck and clamped his teeth deep down into my flesh, markin... me as his rightful bitch. His penis started to spit out the scalding results of his efforts while he pumped it deeper into me. His cum kept on coming and coming, like a never ending river. The sweet and sour pain of his teeth in my neck, the feeling of getting bred from my hot cunt, and the friction of my sore nipple rubbing on his hard chest. Her stomach would alternately cramp and then relax. Each time she tightened her anal muscles in an attempt to hold the hot liquid inside. When she reached nine thousand the maid returned and looked around. Satisified she then released the hooks holding Jennifer’s hands down. ‘Now hobble over and let that out. I’ll be back to rinse you out.’ Jennifer sat on the toilet letting the hot, buring liquid flow past her tender anus. It burned inside and it burned getting out. She partly wanted to keep. For a moment, Marti felt like she was caught in a time warp. After her father had retired, he had insisted that she move into his office. But Marti found herself still expecting to see her dad sitting in the chair behind the big desk every time she opened the door. And this time when she opened the door, that was exactly where her dad was – sitting right where Marti expected him to be! But he wasn’t supposed to be here — he was on a cruise. Wasn’t he? ‘Daddy???’ Marti asked in shock. Jumping. Gaines, but I just can't do it! It seems disrespectful for a girl my age to call you by your first name," she explained."Well, okay, but it makes me feel old when you call me Mr. Gaines." Yes! Sorry, but you are old!" she reminded me. I just sighed: I suppose it was going to be Mr. Gaines after all. I had to give her credit. She stuck to her guns. My little neighbor girl was growing up. But even though the obvious truth was becoming clearer to me, I certainly wasn't prepared for what.