Kristen was saying, "If you don't agree to help us, we will hurt both of them. If that isn't enough, we know where your daughter will be in an hour"Pr...fessor Graf looked shocked but at the mention of his daughter, he started fighting the ropes holding him. He yelled, "Don't you touch my daughter!" Help us and we won't hurt you or them. Otherwise..."I looked down and I was wearing gloves and holding a giant knife. I couldn't believe it as I crouched down next to his wife and put the knife to her. I could not hold myself. In one powerful thrust I pushed all the eight inches of my lund into her vagina.If kissing was intoxicating this was killing. Baasanti’s narrow chut gripped my lund while her inner muscles gently milked it. The cap was pulled up exposing the sensitive head of my lund to the satiny walls of her chut. I however was not in a mood for fancy fucking. I gathered her in my arms and started fucking mercilessly with deep forceful strokes. She in her excitement clung to me with. I reached down to the edge of her shirt, her jacket was already wide open at that point although still hanging down her back. I begun undressing her slowly while she was pinned under my grasp, my hand reached to her throat, closing in on it lightly as I pulled her shirt up higher and higher until finally I uncovered her breasts. They were smaller, with dark hard nipples like pieces of chocolate, already standing at attention from all the excitement rushing through her, clearly visible as she. My wife was face down on the bed, so she did not see me come in. I was not sure what to do next, so I step back outside of the pool house and took a set under the window so I could hear my wife being used. She had made a big deal about not swinging with any back couples or fucking any black men, I did not want to put her on the spot I did not want to ruin the mood by saying “I told you so”. It was clear from her grunting and the sounds she was making she was feeling the cocks in her like she.