Feeling the tension in his balls he savored the build up and pressure. He knew it would be over shortly and wanted to feel the yearning desire he pres...ntly had, knowing of the eruption that would soon occur. Once content with savoring this feeling, he leaned into his daughter and let his cock slide into her. Her pussy was better than even he could have imagined. Tight, but not too tight. It felt like it was built for his cock – like two pieces of a puzzle perfectly fit together. He wanted to. Donya’s husband was much older than she was and he had died six years ago. Donya had inherited a fortune but lived very quietly. Jack invited them to Ann’s flat for some Champagne before the meal. They sat in the lounge sipping Champagne and chatting. Molly excused herself. Val then thanked Paul for giving Molly so much happiness. She told him that she had never seen her mother so happy. She then kissed Paul. Her tongue was deep in Paul’s mouth. Molly came back into the lounge and said, “You. Without saying a word Master came back into the room gently grabbing my outstretched hands as he tied them together, and then to the bedpost with the pantyhose I’d left on the table earlier. “Now my pussy boy, you know you’re not supposed to cum before Master says so”. WHACK! Ahhhhh! I felt what could only be that black dildo slapped against my little arse. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Ahhh Ahhh Ahhhhhhhh! “Oh Master, I’m sorry. Pleeeeeeeaseeee stop, Plesaseeeee! I’m begging you Master please stop,. ‘I have no words,’ Miranda managed to stammer out. ‘Then come sit on my lap,’ Samantha smiled, casually running a finger down her neck, across her collarbone to cup her breast. She pinched her nipple causing her to gasp slightly as she pulled gently on the pebbled skin. Miranda’s mouth watered and she could feel her sex almost flooding with need. ‘What if somebody sees us?’ Miranda whispered. Samantha just stretched her arms up high into the sky, causing her breasts to press forward as she.