I held her round the back of her neck, my thumbs on her chin; her soft heavy tits were resting on my cock. I could tell when her shithole been breache... because her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth opened. I was mesmerised by the slutty look of satisfaction mixed with pain her face. The buggering that Dad was giving her was getting more and more intense, I’d never even fucked a cunt as hard as he was plowing her arse. Tears were rolling down her face but she didn’t want it to stop. I. Lisa, you learned from me how to do that properly. Please perform first now on Beatrice's big bums!Sweet shy Suzanne, you melt my heart by your courageous decision to try to be dedicated to me.I respect the enormous effort of you to thank me in the same way as your best girlfriends do.I know that you are practically lesbian and every inch a feminist, like me being a gentleman.I am a feminist as well love. As a gentleman I will treat you with special care this weekend.I let you look with me, how. Mike looked over at me with a bewildered look on his face. Not exactly sure what to make of what just happened, but by the look of his erection tenting his pants I think he understood. My wife returned with the drinks and we all faced the TV and stood for the National Anthem. She started the game off with a revised cheer,”Two bits, Four bits, Six bits, a Dollar, if you cum while I’m blowing, I’ll try to swallow”She then took a place on the couch between us and the game began. At the 7:55 mark. " It's okay," she said. "It's a...different...kind of gift. Nothing you'll need to take in the car today." I was confused. Acknowledging with a small "hm", I returned to my work, drilling holes for the cabinet shelves. I pondered for a couple minutes what it could be. I didn't think we had made the gift registry public yet, but maybe it was something else we didn't ask for. "Ack!" She overfilled the pitcher with water from the faucet and a cube tumbled onto the floor near me. Before I could.