She has surpassed her mom’s ample breasts sporting a full 36C cup. And did I mention, she has an ass to die for. Is it any wonder how I lust after h...r, and want to fuck her so much. It has gotten so bad that I often fantasize I’m fucking her while giving my wife my very best. It was during one of these sessions that I got a creepy feeling of being watched. A feeling that overwhelmed me. I couldn’t help but look up and standing there was my daughter watching with a look of lust on her face. She. I know you want it sissy bitch, choke on it."My need for air was becoming more of a problem and she held me firmly while his head was jammed in the back of my throat. Before I threw up, she finally let go. I gasped for air."What do you say, slave?" Thank you Mistress." Thank you for what?" For allowing me to suck his cock." Good boy. He is looking big and ready. Bring it over here and fuck me hard. Slave, you stay there on your knees and watch. I better not see a finger on your cock you. It looked like they had a familiarity to them, as though they had done this before. She moved on to Dashawn and took him in her mouth, while she started pumping Will’s cock. Michael moved around so that she could pump his cock with her right hand, which she started doing. Dashawn was aggressive, and pushed his cock into her throat violently, far deeper than she could throat. She gagged, but he held her there. She gasped, and stopped pumping Will and Michael for a moment. A slick mixture of. There were a few who looked like they were checking out the girls. They were mostly older, and hunky. And the girls they were checking out didn’t look like Cassie. They ones they were looking at were older, and had better bodies. This was going to be a long day. The first band was onstage and ready to go. Pete scooted back from the fence a little, motioned Cassie to move in front of him. Short as he was, he was taller than Cassie, who was barely above five feet. No way she’d be able to see over.