The feeling of her soft body pressed up against him and the smell of strawberry shampoo tickling his senses brought on a wave of arousal. He stiffened... praying that she couldn't feel the aching hard on that he had suddenly developed. She hadn't moved from his embrace so perhaps she hadn't noticed.Jennifer could tell that he was aroused. Hell, she was too. How could she not be with his soft cologne invading her nostrils and the feel of his hard body against hers. She was wet. The liquid arousal. Kelly completely let go, gritted her teeth, ignored the intense pain, and slid up and down on the cock until her cavity was slick and smooth. Her knees buckled and she would have fallen if not for her daddy’s muscular arm that held her up. “Yes, get that dick bitch, like a true cock lovin sissy,” Womack ordered. “That’s right…that’s right bitch. You belong to me now pussy. I own this pussy; you got that shit bitch?”“Yes, yes Black Poppa, this is your ass now, all yours.” Kelly cried as he. It felt like a bubble deep inside her that started to grow at a snail’s pace. The heat inside her body began to slowly release. Claire could feel the beads of perspiration form on the outside of her skin. It was not cold outside, but she could feel the air of the outdoor surroundings cool her body as he pulverized her pink inlet with his hard cock, still hitting the same spongy spot that sent the compressing feeling inside her grow even bigger.The feeling of her pussy, as he delved into it even. "You get pleasure when I want you to get pleasure, bitch." I told her crossly. Okay, maybe I wanted to get back at her for watching me, and maybe I was overdoing it. She began to quiver, struggling with her body for control of the situation. "One thing you have to learn is you're NOT in control of the situation. I am." I told her. Removing a hand from one of her breasts, I began to tease her labia. She moaned, moving her hips to try to get me to touch her clit. "It's torture, isn't it?" I.