?Reckon I must be poppa number 1 on your listbaby, you made me cum like a real prize-winning bull, real good, A1 qualitycream. You like to clean me up...and taste the juice? He walked round to the head of the table andadjusted something. Mariko?s head fell backwards as the section supporting itdropped down to make her mouth accessible. He stood over Mariko?s face intriumph. ?Open bitch, clean my baby-maker properly? She kept her mouth tight closed. ?OK, have it that way then ? I was making it. As he started to work a rhythm with his cock, pounding the blondes sweet, delectable pussy, he looked deeply into the dark eyes of the bound woman. The woman smiled with delight, watching her lover fuck her best friend, sweaty skin slipped against more skin, the pair entwined as one, short breaths escaped in pants and mingled together. They worked up a hapless rhythm of pants, moans, and grinds. The dark haired woman mouthed the words, Love you. He winked and whispered, Love you too. Finally,. I got really disappointed but didn’t let her know. We just had a good time dancing that night. I would watch her dance whenever I could. One night I even went out and danced with her and her friend. I made it seem like I was just messing around for fun. Weeks later, when we had another night alone together, I had an idea. I loosened my pajamas. Then, while we were dancing, I let my PJs fall to the floor. I had nothing on underneath. My sister’s mouth opened big and then she smiled and giggled.. It may seem odd that she noted this particular physical sensation at all, considering the competing stimuli: her own bony knees pressing into her cupcake breasts, the sour, whisky-tinged breath wafting into her face, and the hundred-and-eighty pound man pinning her down.It may also be surprising that her shame was not precisely due to the fact that the seven-inch prick working its way into her tight, hairless pussy belonged to her father. She had seen enough "after school specials" and had had.