Fuck her hard.” Summer teased as she bit at Trudy’s shaking thighs.“Yes daddy. Please do it. Please fuck me. I need your cock in my asshole so b...dly. Yesss,” Trudy hissed. Her father slowly worked more and more of his cock deep inside her. He rotated his hips as he pushed deeper and deeper into his daughter’s tight asshole. Trudy’s legs were quivering. Summer reached up and gave a soft lick over Trudy’s clit, and then another one over the balls nestled next to her best friend’s ass. Father and. The woman who brought that car, a police detective, is also stuck here during the storm.The house itself is even older than the sisterhood, which is very, very old. It’s a sprawling mansion, old-fashioned, and not very well kept up. It has ancient radiators that rattle as they try to heat its big hallways and high-ceilinged rooms. Some of the rooms still have velvet curtains from like the Civil War, and huge canopy beds. The house has been expanded over the years, so the layout doesn’t make. Sigrun nodded at something Conrad said, and the four men left, nodding at us as they went by.The last person in the room was Alistair. He was leaning against the same wall as the templars, but clearly not with them; his expression was impassive, and he avoided eye contact with me when I glanced at him. His jaw was clenched, though, and his shoulders hunched slightly. I was certain he knew I was there – and he was working hard to ignore me. I rubbed at my chest irritably, hoping to soothe the. After his cock became hard, he grabbed the lotion to help increase the pleasure. After about fifteen minutes and five or six different positions, the man on the screen finally came inside the girl. Jon finished right along with them, shooting cum with accuracy into the tissues he had nearby. As Jon cleaned up, he looked out the window to see Michelle walking up the driveway from the bus. Coming up the driveway with her was their neighbor, Chelsea. Chelsea had known Jon and Michelle since they.