" Very good Sir," said Edward. "Your breakfast will be ready in thedining room in 1 hour. Would you like tea or coffee?" Oh leave it up to you as usua..., heavens Edward what would I do withoutyou....?"Later that afternoon Montie was to be found in deep conversation withLady Entwhistle and Colonel Pickering carefully explaining theintricacies of the contoured flower beds that would have to be fencedoff well beforehand, when suddenly Lady Entwhistle's eyes closed and forno apparent reason she sat. She smiles at me as she stabs the fake cock into my pussy. I moan and close my eyes. “I think she likes it. She's just a stuck up slut.”The cock is slapped against my pussy, jolting me. It forces back into me. My body is pinched, and pulled, and fucked. I writhe beneath the hands. I buck against the cock. I arch into the hands on my tits. I cry out at the force of my orgasm. I hear cheering. My eyes fly open. I hazily see a crowd has gathered around our group. The blond drinks in the. Places where he imagined doing all manner of depraved things to his daughter, her fluffy (as he liked to call it) body pleasuring him.Now, though, he was confronted by his own lusts as he clearly saw Lacey's large titties, her nipples stiff with excitement. And, as she crawled off of her brother and tried to cover up, he got a pretty good view of her soaking wet pussy.And then there was Anthony, whose dick was slick with his sister's pussy juice. His shaft had to be at least seven inches long,. Coach leaned me on the table and forced his meat into me. I groaned in pain. Coach kept forcing it in, my hole was too tight for his massive wanker. I couldn’t bare the pain and asked Coach to stop. Coach spanked me and shoved it right back in. “Please don’t stop, Coach.” I said in a breathy groan of pain. Coach slid his hand into my mouth fish-hooking me as he slammed and pounded me into pieces. Coach made some awesome sex noises. Full of deep heavy murmurs and rapid loud breathing. I couldn’t.