She licked my aching penis. It felt wonderful. Right over my face I saw an enormous black cock positioning itself against her vaginal opening. It push...d and slid inside, stopping a moment before stroking in slow hard thrusts. The huge balls were slapping against my forehead. I sniffed fresh cunt juice. I think it was Bulldog, but couldn't be sure. Cindy was no longer licking me. The fucks got deeper and harder. The cock pistoned. I felt Cindy convulse with orgasm. I scented fresh male semen.. Though smoking without fucking was still pretty fucking good.The only problem was, Tracy’s boyfriend Charlie didn’t like smoking and fucking. Don’t get me wrong – he liked fucking. But he didn’t like smoking. And he didn’t like Tracy smoking. And he didn’t like fucking Tracy when she smelled of smoke. This was a problem, because Tracy didn’t just like smoking. She loved smoking. She adored it, she worshipped it, she lived for it. Which is kind of hard when your boyfriend hates it.Most mornings,. The same feeling that he had for years went through him at that moment. The same thought of fucking his own daughter arose and he wondered if she would ever accept him in that way. Melanie could feel the tense feeling in her father. It was a feeling she had felt several times with him when she was younger and now she knew why. He always wanted to fuck her but was scared to even try. She was going to change that somehow today, now that her father was at the house. She had to make him see that it. Gently pushing it in and out, he began to whisper what a dirty little slut I was, what a whore I was, how I belonged to him now. I nodded and tilted my head back, grinning a little as I kissed him roughly, as his finger worked in my ass. “Time for another one, baby.” He winked, pulling his finger out, and pushed two fingers into my mouth, and the only thing I could do was lick and suck them. I grinned as I did, and then turned my head to watch him push them into my tight butt. I bit down on my.