She lay unmoving, a short trail of blood dripping from her arm where I had used my scarificator to bleed her.Her voice broke the silence of the summer...afternoon.She raised her head off of the pillows and looked at me, as I took a sip from the crystal glass.“Christian, the pleasure that you give me is more than I could have ever imagined possible. It is almost unbearable at times.”She continued on, “And Christian? You know that I love you deeply? Oui?”I smiled and nodded at her, for I loved her. Not wanting to give her an opportunity to close her throat again, Randy only pulled out until the head of his cock was at the opening of her throat again. He then slammed down into her, stretching her Adams apple painfully. He did this repeatedly, causing the bulge in her throat to expand and shrink at the same rate. Tiffany's eyes were spinning in her head and she was passing out from a lack of oxygen.Randy did not stop fucking his daughter's throat, even after she went limp on his cock. When. Nima used to come to our floor ever day and she used to spend the entire evening in my home or in the other portion where ever the babies were. Whenever she used to play with the kids. Her cleavage would be clearly visible.I used to stare at her boobs all the time when was here. As soon as she left, I used to go to the bathroom after she left and masturbate thinking of her. The hunger for her grew that I somehow I want her in my bed.One day the mother of the kids were bathing her kids. Nima was. ”Just then, I realized what I did and bent my neck in shame.“It is hurting. Please remove. Didn’t you tell me that I should leave now?”“Yes, dear, you are leaving now. But you will leave with this on, here put this on,” she said, holding frilly red panties in my direction.“No, I can’t.”“Should I call SC Saab and tell him that you are not behaving.”In fear, I grabbed the panties and pulled them over my smooth legs, and it fitted snugly around my caged penis. It felt nice. And the thought really.