He put his hand on my shoulder and press me down. I went to my knees. He pulled the string at the waist of his jogging pants and his pants fell to t...e floor.My world changed! His big huge cock was in my face. My heart raced; pounded. I was filled with lust. He took his cock and rubbed it over my face. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I thought I may pass out from lust. That big head rubbed my eyes, nose and lips. He was dripping pre cum on my lips. He painted it on like. Again and again; sometimes given pleasure and release - other times overdosed on pleasure and held in frustration when release is negated. There would be times before Daddy tucked me in for the night that I would begin to cry. He will usually sit there holding and comforting me while I try to come to terms with this new lifestyle that has been forced upon me. Other nights Daddy might decided he's tired of hearing me whimper and whine so I'll be hooded and gagged for bed; kept in darkness,. Jasmine had a good lick before Rachel turned around and got on top of her lover. Jasmine knew Rachel was a butch to boot and she played bitch as well as she could. Rachel positioned herself so that her cunt fitted right on top of Jasmine’s who had crossed her legs around her partner’s waist. The lesbians kissed deeply as Rachel started to move her hips slowly. Flashlights got busy again as another wave of voyeurs found the “lesbian fuck” car. It was also time for Rachel to talk to a very. ‘Hopefully they have a restroom’, he thought. ‘I really need to stop.’ AUNT KATIE’s FARM MARKET – 500 YARDS That sign convinced Gordon that it was time to stop. Hit the head and collect his thoughts. He looked over at the keyring and key lying on the passenger seat. Just ahead he saw a gravel parking area in front of a long wooden building, vaguely reminiscent of a log cabin. Various fruits and vegetables were displayed on tables and in bushels. Burlap covered hams hung all along the front.