I gasped as waves of ecstasy washed out of my snatch. My flesh massaged his dick as he thrust up into me. I bounced up his shaft and slammed down him....��Pater’s dick!” he grunted and then my father’s incestuous cum fired into my snatch.Blast after blast of hot jizz flooded me. It spurted into my cunt. It spilled through me, leaving me groaning and gasping. My eyes rolled back into my head. I whimpered out such rapture as I squirmed on him, my cunt milking his dick over and over, so hungry for. That unfinished orgasm immediately started building again. I shifted slightly and felt like that was all I needed to do to. I could explode just from being impaled like this.Fuck no, I’m not passing up this opportunity!I started riding him. He laid still, letting me do the work. Oh, I can do the work here, I thought. In and out. Up and down. I was afraid to grind my hips around like I normally love to. I didn’t even think about touching my clit either. Maybe that had something to do. She was instantly put in to a long wooden crate and the lid dropped in to place. The occupant of the van suddenly sat on top of the box holding the lid shut.In an instant the van's engine roared into life and the stereo boomed out its noises; which seems to pass as music by today's standards. So even if Zelda screamed the so called music drowned out her cries. The box was a secure fit for five foot four frame.Zelda was by no means an unattractive woman; she stood five foot four tall with. She left the cum on her face for last. I think she liked the feeling, because she kept me between the water and herself to preserve the evidence. I moved to the back of the shower when I was clean so that she could wash herself. I asked if her master had ever had her shave her pubic hair.She said, "No, we've never even talked about it. I don't wear too many bathing suits here in Idaho so there isn't much of a point." Would he get mad if I had you shave it off for me?" I don't think so, but why.