I finger her pussy and lick her pussy. Within 5 minutes she release her pussy water and I did not take off my mouth to her pussy. I drank her pussy wa...er. It was salty in taste but I love that.Then I take my mom to drawing room. There was a couch. I make my mom sit on the couch and my mom wide her legs and it was a signal that now she is ready to get fuck. Then I just pour some saliva from my mouth on my cock and spit on her pussy and then rub my cock on her pussy then she was moaning like. Soon there was nothing but silence and the heavy, inescapable presence of the cameras.Inside her head, Casey was completely overwhelmed. There was too much to focus on, too many aches and agonies for her mind to actually pay attention to one thing. The pain covered her like an ocean full of water. Mixed together, completely inescapable, a solid wall of torture that pressed down on Casey from all sides.Her body ached. Her legs, back, knees. Her muscles strained to hold her pseudo-hogtie. Her. He got in and drove us home. I didn’t know what to say, and I guess he didn’t either, so it was a long, silent ride.As soon as we were in the house, I threw my arms around dad, and dissolved into a quivering, sobbing, little girl. Dad picked me up and carried me to my bathroom. He ran a cool bath, and told me not to heat it up, or the bruises would get worse, and the places their hands crushed my arms would swell. He went to get ice packs. I got undressed, and got in the tub.Dad came in with. Jisme sex ki majak jyada hota tha pinki our sandhya bahut natkhat thi ye aapas mai apni chudai our ladko ki baat kiya karte the,maine us se kai baar pinki ke bare mai baat ki wo samjati thi ki mai pinki ko chodna chahta hu ek bar pinki ke mummy papa marrige mai gaye hue the ghar mai sandhya bas thi to ushne mujhe aour pinki raat ko apni saheli ke sath sex ke liye bula li Uske ghar pinki aour mai aa gai , sham ko,aour phir mai beer ki do botel le aya aour do ke sath pine laga aour bola ki chalo.