She had lived in a privileged home her entire life, and thus had little idea of what it meant to live in a different environment. She was drawn to him...before she was even introduced to him, he was standing in a group of men much older than himself, and discussing something she was unable to hear, yet he impressed her with his air of gentle openness, and before they had spoken many words of common pleasantries, she had decided he would be hers. They had conversed on nothing interesting, just the. Instead I was fast andhard, pumping her for all I was worth against the edge of the table, myabdomen slapping into her ass as I pounded her still tight pussy overand over. When she screamed to her third release, I thanked thepowers-that-be that the room was sound-proofed.By this time, my dick couldn’t take much more stimulation. I needed tocum, and I needed to cum NOW! Pulling out yet again, I spun her aroundas I pushed her into a kneeling posture; my cock, slick with her juices,bobbing in. They were very strong, but Ken knew the girl would like them. He had Ally put her hands behind her back, but it was Jane who forced the girl's crossed wrists between her shoulder blades. Ally proved to be quite limber. Ken used a simple Japanese bondage tie to trap her arms to her sides and, eventually, to hold her wrists in place. It was a strenuous position, but Ally was almost cumingKen could tell that the girl, while she had indeed offered to let them do anything they wanted to her, hadn't. I guess it's more than the feel of it, the shape and the taste. I think the pleasure has everything to do with the noises my father is making. He grunts like he did when he was fucking my mother last night. I dark shroud of guilt is wrapping itself around my heart at the thought. This man is not just my dad. He's the love of my mother's life. Her man. I keep sucking, the sounds coming out of my father's mouth, the rumbling in his throat, the panting, the feel of his hands resting gently on my.