'Move your hands, Cassie,' Nick demanded. 'Move your hands and stretch them out in front of you, spread your legs and hold still. If you don't do as I...say, you'll get more than you bargained for, I swear it,' Nick told her. 'Oh, Nick, don't do this,' Cassie cried, but she did as he said. She knew he would tie her up in a heart beat. This was not her first run in with Nick or his belt. He had been a pain in the butt, one way or the other, since she inherited this farm from her grandfather and. When several of the women’s husbands arrived, the topic turned. Brenda heaved a sigh of relief. She hated being the center of attention. Even as a child being the center of attention, especially Daddy’s attention had not been a good thing. Brenda grimaced and pushed the thoughts of her father out of her mind. The men began to speak about politics, and surprising to Bren, the women too. One of the men began to praise President George W. Bush. Brenda found herself shaking her head. ‘President. Wo boli mene ak bar bhi muh me nahi liya he.Me bola lo na pehlu bar mera lund testy he . Wo boli thick he. Usne pehle mere lund par thuk. Lagaya bad me muh me lene ka start kiya. Dosto kya ehsaas sa tha vo . Thodi der bad wo garam ho chuki thi usne bola isme to maja ata he. Mene bola muje bhi maja aa rahahe. Bad me usne pagalo ki tarah use chusa. Karib 10 minute tak chusa.Bad me wo mere upar chad gai aur muje phir se kiss karne. Lagi. Mene bola ab to apke kapre utarne ki permission do wo boli. Like riding a horse, Ally straddled her father's waist and on one deep stroke she slammed down on him pushing the head of his cock into Abby's sacred palace. Abby's eyes shot open and she tightened up and shook into a frenzied orgasm. Her father remained buried deep as Ally kept riding him like a horse, rubbing her wet pussy against his muscular back. The sensations kept Abby in a state of orgasm and her father had to struggle to keep from cumming in her as her pussy muscles clamped and.