He had made her gag from his thrusting, causing even more to leak out. “PLEASE DADDY!” she begged, tears starting to form again. “Ok, princess. ...o ahead.” She rushed out of the shower, water going everywhere as she sat down on the toilet, and relaxed her sphincter. Immediately, she felt the pressure fade away as she forced her daddy’s dirty pee from her ass. The feeling was almost orgasmic just from the release of pressure. Once she was done, she flushed and rushed back into the shower,. It felt like she was being turned inside out. While he abused her tender ass he pulled her shoulders up arching her back painfully. His hands were around her throat, squeezing off the blood to her brain, but letting her breath. Dark mists crowded into her consciousness, never quite closing in all the way. He drove her down onto her stomach, driving in even deeper as he landed on her. His grip shifted to one hand while the other clenched her bruised breasts. She couldn't even scream. I was recruited out of school and was working at the headquarters of a large national company.In such a large organization, hook ups were pretty common and I had no trouble getting pretty much all the sex I wanted. For some reason though, I became very curious about a group of four older white women, 3 of which were married, who kept up steady sexual relationships with younger black men. As it turned out, one of these women, Effie, who was married and looked to be in her early 50s, was the. “Oh god…” she muttered. “Holly we can’t, I don’t have any more condoms!” I told her, which just egged her on. “I know! Isn’t it… wrong!” She giggled, sitting up slightly to ride me properly. “It’s taboo! Frowned upon! Naughty!!” She giggled louder, kissing me and releasing her warm tongue into my mouth as our hips clashed together; grinding for just a second before pulling away once more. “Oh shit Holly, you’re impossible!” I groaned. Unable to stop fucking her; I rolled on top of her, taking.