It felt so good in me. I knew it was the spell, but that didn’t change the ecstasy rushing through my body.“Oh, Daddy, yes,” I groaned, slamming...my cunt down his dick. “I’m going to make you cum so hard with my pussy.”“You’re such a loving daughter, sweetling,” he groaned, rubbing my nipples harder.“Yes, yes, yes,” I grinned, hiding the hate in my heart. “So loving! I love you, Daddy!”I leaned forward, letting my clit rub against his pubic bone. My body trembled, my pussy squeezing down so hard. There was never anyone in this corner of the office on a Friday afternoon anyway, so I wasn't too concerned, but better safe than sorry.We slipped into each other's arms and pressed our lips together, our tongues quickly snaking into each other's mouths. My hands slid down to grip her jean-clad ass, kneading it while pulling her against the bulge in my own jeans. I couldn't resist for long, though, and was soon unbuttoning her jeans. I slid the zipper down and slipped my hand inside, cupping. They will think it's just a clever story to account for not supporting the Rajah and part of a devious plot for my husband to succeed. Even if they do believe it, they'll probably be jealous that the men were pleasured for so long - a much better course of action than a revolt. We won't tell the people anything. We'll just spread a rumour about what happened. As far as your authorities are concerned you can think up a story that would convince them, can't you Harold? If not, you aren't as. TO make it more comfortable, I put a pillow beneath her lower back, she widened her legs now and there was no more pain… I can see, she was enjoying it a lot. Now my thighs were thumping her butts every stroke and her moans were “aaaahh… oooohh… fuccckk … deeperrr …. I beggg…. please don’t stop…. Mummaaa … sooo goodd”During the thrusts, such was her passion, she put her hands on my butt, started pushing me into her by herself at pace she wanted. I was getting super horny seeing her expressions..