"Quinn picked up speed and was ramming into me. I was close from rubbingagainst the wet table and Quinn pushing against my prostate. Also, she wasrigh..., being below her, submissive, her controlling me was really turningme on. I was always the dominant one but now, Quinn had me, I was hers."Yes, Daddy, now, oooh..." Quinn bucked hard against me, faster and harderthan ever, over and over, until she held herself tight against me andspasmed, over and over, as she cried out. It was enough for me to. Tears form in his eyes as he reads of her need and desire to be held tight. He sips on the milk and eats a few cookies as he continues to read, letting the warmth of the house sink into his cold body. He takes a few minutes to eat a few cookies as tears and memories flow. Having warmed up and getting his composure he slips off to the bedroom. He finds Ann asleep, her fingers resting lightly on her sex where her nightgown had been pulled up. He feels a desire deep in his soul and a stirring of. As far as being treated like a piece of meat goes, I had been adequately cured. It was all too much. My last thought before I came was, “Andy Warhol painted shoes,” and I popped all over myself. Jesus needed a change of scenery. He spun me over, socked his cock into my patulous brown eye and penetrated the window of my asshole for what seemed like a comet passing through time to eternity, until he came inside me, offering one long-winded, and whining, stately empirical sigh as. She received twenty in total , each time she said thank you sir , her voice got weaker almost crying by stroke 16The camera wobbled as it was picked up, it zoomed in on the red welts raising on her bum, suck me you fucking slut said a male voice.She turned round the camera pointed down showing a erect cock,Mums hand reached out and pulled the foreskin back, looking up at the camera she started sucking on it, after a few minutes she pulled back but carried on wanking the cock licking the head.