. "Oh ,we are going running later. Hand me the phone for a sec will you, dad?"Steve handed her the phone. Sean stopped fucking and paused with his big...cock fully inside Amy. "Let's make it about five, okay Beth? It'll be cooler then," said Amy.Amy handed the phone back to her dad. "Thanks, daddy." You're welcome, baby," Steve said as Sean resumed pounding Amy with renewed energy.Steve left Amy's bedroom and walked back into the front room. He sat down while opening a beer."How are they doing in. What? He asked with a raised brow. He continued in a fatherly tone, Lila, weve been through this- I said no, She repeated, eyeing him seriously. She unwrapped her legs from him and turned to walk away, but he pulled her back against him forcefully. She felt that familiar fear rise up inside of her, even though she had been through this repeatedly the night before. She raised her chin and said in a stern voice, Adam, I dont want to. I said no. Let go of me. Adams eyes were dark. He said nothing,. The girl who became the world famous model, had an enormous sexual appetite and I would lie in the darkness of our room and listen as she would masturbate, completely naked on top of the sheets, not caring if I was listening or watching.She talked sex all the time and loved to give 'Head', challenging guys to bet on her ability to 'make them cum within a time frame, set by her, and of she went, sucking their cocks in front of me until they came, and she swallowed, while I watched and sucked on. The tension was palpable, and it drove Mary crazy to hear Angie fart and not act on her desires. Poor Mary, ever the submissive, would never act on her desires, for fear of being rejected or called a freak. She was still incredibly embarrassed by her fetish.One evening, Mary waited for Amy in the dorm. They had scheduled another farting contest for that night, but Amy was running late. Amy was flakey sometimes, and would run about a half hour late without calling. This time, Angie was about an.