A light sheen of sweat covers your nude body in the flickering candle light. I do love the ambience that candles give to an interrogation, don’t you...I must say, the glistening sweat on your tightly stretched limbs really brings out your muscle tone. Have you been working out? Difficult for you to answer with the ball gag in place, but it was a rhetorical question anyway. Clearly you have. Could it be that fitness is increasing your resistance? No matter, perhaps it will take a little longer,. He played a movie and as they were watching it together, he started to make his move on her. They started to make out, and she somehow ended up giving him a handjob only. I asked her why he didn't fuck her. She said she didn't know why, but she was totally ready to take in his big white cock. She said it was the biggest, longest one that she's ever dealt with. Even with her two hands, she could cover his entire shaft. After that, they strangely never got together again. Now both of these. Sally felt breathless with incestuous lust now, gasping as her father tongue-kissed her over and over.Moments later, Gary pulled his mouth away from Sally's so he could press his face against her tits. His bushy beard tickled and excited her.As he nuzzled her tits, he finger-fucked her, the crotch of her panties pulled over to one side. Her asscheeks were taut, and they trembled as she rocked her hips in response to her daddy's finger.His mouth fastened on one of her throbbing nips. He gently. "Well, let'stry again. Play with your dingus, and I'll supervise." Lane's handbegan traveling back and forth across his cock, though it wassomewhat painful since both hand and penis had been lashed by thecane. Cindy began dancing back and forth, and there was anothersoundtrack as she faced the camera."Like that, Laner? Like looking at my boobs swinging around, and mylegs?" Cindy snickered to the camera. "Lane has to wax and shave mylegs, and when he's a good boy he can cover them with.